I want my funeral to have a merch table. Lil badge pins with a text saying "weird uncle funeral" or some shit, wristbands and all. Black t-shirts with a print of my tombstone text on it in white gothy typeface. On the back of the shirt is a portrait of me as a crudely drawn skeleton, burning in hell.
plush cat sewing himself back together 🪡
You can see the worry from panel to panel
that one time on Hotel Hell when Gordon Ramsay fed the owner’s dog some shitty bread and then was afraid he killed her
There’s a quote from Bert where he says he‘s “known big bird since he was a little bird” and the thought of it makes my heart cry so here’s that
“I’ll feed you till you meet your big bro. And I’ll be your Buddy !!”
Italy is in that club.
Sign me the fuck up
After I stood standing there in aw, my mind trying to comprehend what she had said. Finally, it had dawned on me and I wanted to break down into tears and turned to ask for confirmation because I refused to believe. To believe that this had happened, and that I was now one of them…. but she was gone. No way to back out of it now. No way to refuse to believe. I am one of them. The one that whispered to me was now in a far different world than me; my friend was now in a far different world than me. And the reason I couldn’t believe was because there wasn’t a hint of shaking in her voice, nor a tear in her eye. Just pure calmness. She had told me before, a long time ago, that she had a special power, and now I know what that power was. I died. And she understood that I did not know. Just by looking at my face while I stood in shock at all of the people and animals that had long since past, an ability that I had never had before. She understood that and is why she whispered softly. However with that she also knew that I would no longer be in pain, nor shall I suffer, for now I was truly free and with that last realization everything began to glow with warmth. I was floating, rising upwards to a wonderful place. There was a bit of sadness in my heart for leaving everything behind, but thanks to her; thanks to my friend I could go in peace. To a much better place and wait for the day that we shall meet again in peace and harmony… .
thought I would try it. this is what I came up with ignore any typos or errors please.
Funguary day 12 ref and final
I'll be honest, I was kinda stumped on what to do for this one until I saw my reflection while I was wearing a poncho😅
There's one right behind them that looks like she's about to laugh like "this didn't work"and there this old lady at the left with face that just says "oh hell no! Did you not see these posters?! Get out"
The Kiss, today (23/10/2012) in Marseille, France.
Two young women kissed in front of anti same sex marriage/adoption protesters.
Hello again this is days 15-21, just have one week left of fish february :_[ anyways…SHARK WEEK!!!!!!