One quiet day on the farm, the Little Red Hen found some wheat seeds and decided to make bread.
"Who will help me plant these seeds?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"I would." said the Horse "But I'm a workhorse, and I'm too busy moving carts around."
And so the Little Red Hen planted the seeds by herself. And they grew into bountiful golden crops.
"Who will help me harvest the wheat?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"I would." said the Dog "But I'm a guarddog, and I'm too busy keeping away burglars and predators."
And so the Little Red Hen harvested the wheat herself and made it into flour.
"Who will help me bake the flour?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"I would." said the Pig "But I'm a mother of 5 newborn piglets, and I'm too busy taking care of my young."
And so the Little Red Hen baked the bread herself into twenty beautiful loaves.
"Who will help me eat the bread?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"We would." said the Farm Animals. "But we're ashamed, for we didn't do anything to make the bread."
"Nonsense!" said the Little Red Hen. "You, Horse, helped move around the stones that built my oven. You, Dog, kept me safe while I worked. And you, Pig, are raising a new generation of Farm Animals, who will too contribute to our Farm one day. You've all helped me so much by simply being you."
"Besides," the Little Red Hen added. "I couldn't possibly eat all the loaves on my own, most of them would go to waste. Come, eat with me."
And so the Little Red Hen and the Farm Animals ate the bread together. And all saw their own, and each other's, worth.
i was so sad, i drew a little bat so i wouldn’t be sad. and now i am no longer sad.
my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “laudanum-dosed wine at the villa diodati on lake geneva in 1816” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯
me: yeah whatever i don’t feel shit
5 minutes later: dude i swear i just saw mary shelley and claire clairmont talking about reanimation and vampires with lord byron
my buddy percy pacing: dr. john polidori is plotting against us and my wifes nipples have been replaced by eyeballs
As I mentioned and posted before, this takes place during the Edwardian era where the Wild West is ending and the beginning of modern times. this is the first part of the lineup (1/2) since there are more characters to be shown! This is the updated version of my edwardian ocs.
old men next...
1.“I know what you did.”
2.“Just play along. Please.”
3.“When I let go, run for your life.”
4.“Don’t open your eyes.”
5.“Don’t look.”
6.“You’re right. None of this is real.”
7.“They can hear us.”
8.“Play along or they might take us both.”
9.“I always knew you’d die in my arms.”
9.“Go. Go now, and don’t look back.”
10.“Wake up. Before they get you too.”
11.“You know I’m not real, don’t you?”
12.“Don’t. Move.”
13.“How can’t you see them? They’re right there!”
14.“It’s almost like when you were still alive.”
15.“Wrong choice.”
16.“You’ll be free soon.”
17.“You can’t go back home now. They’ll be waiting.”
18.“Shh. They’ve got your apartment bugged.”
19.”I’ll make it quick, I promise.”
20.”Did you think I just forgot?”
The Tampa Tribune, Florida, July 25, 1913
I’m glad Goncharov (1973) is finally getting some attention on Tumblr but I feel like no one’s even mentioned this incredible OST from Alessandro Procacci. The way that if you play “The Bridge” and “The Clocktower” at the same time, they seem to echo back at each other like they’re conversing?? I got chills
Coriolanus after only helping his girlfriend because it meant he could get money: Oh my god I'm such a good person!
i can't do this anymore! i mean i can, and i will, obviously. but i can't fucking do this anymore!
It’s their greatest invention as of yet
The Kansas Newspaper Union, Topeka, November 26, 1887