when the necromancer expects you to be risen as soon as they cast the resurrection spell and doesn't even let you have half an hour for phone in grave
Isn't that the new king Charles portrait?
yeah
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when the necromancer expects you to be risen as soon as they cast the resurrection spell and doesn't even let you have half an hour for phone in grave
Isn't that the new king Charles portrait?
yeah
Tips for writing those gala scenes, from someone who goes to them occasionally:
As someone who spent over a decade catering luxury events, let me add some back of house info:
the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.
That's called being an adult
no it’s called being the bravest girl on planet earth
Way too funny not to share
This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
I reblogged her late last year and my 2024 has been very satisfying work-wise and (secure enough to not stress out) money-wise so far. Money Snake is wise and good.
whatever
FYI Ben is gender fluid and uses they/them pronouns. Their tiktok is a delight!
my grandma sent me a picture of my dog with his new xmas present and i need a fucking inhaler LOOK AT HIM
oh to feel a fraction of the unbridled joy he is experiencing
YOURE ALL SO MEAN TO MY BOY
I drew your boy
HOLY SHIT
every day should be like i wake up & my first thought is a beautiful idea of a fun & new activity & i spend my day accomplishing it
i do want to live like them like so bad
DEAR SWEET GOD
I WAS TRYING TO EDIT THIS GIF:
AND THIS MONSTROSITY HAPPENED
GOD ON HIGH HEAR MY PRAYER
this belongs in the beginning of the second deathnote opening
this belongs in the
beginning of the second
deathnote opening
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Hey y'all why are writers always cold?
…why?
They’re always surrounded by drafts!
How many mystery writers does it take to change a lightbulb?
Oh god.
How many?
Two! One to change the bulb, and the other to give it an unexpected twist at the end!
What do writers have for breakfast?
Coffee?
Synonym buns!
Where do all the struggling writers live?
How are you coming up with all these?
Where?
Writer’s Block!
What do writers suffer from each spring?
(I’ve heard a lot of them over the years.)
Allergies. Next question.
you were close; A case of allegories
Why are writers always in great shape?
Circular prose
Nope! It’s because we’re always running out of ideas!
Did you hear about the famous writer who turned out to be a fraud?
I did not
His life had it’s prose and cons…
Why is editing a better job than writing?
It’s more rewording?
Correct! I am out of jokes. :(
“Let’s put pool noodles on the goat’s horns!” says a teenager.
“Why would you, ” I begin, but they have already stampeded out of the house. I shrug.
It turns out that when someone puts pool noodles on a goat’s horns, the goat doesn’t really care. They’re very light, after all, and she can’t see them. You know who cares? Who cares a LOT?
the HORSE. Hero took one look at Nutmeg wearing pool noodles and ran away. You know who doesn’t want to be left alone, ever? Nutmeg. Who went trotting after Hero because he was leaving her.
Hero, seeing that the eldritch abomination was after him, picked up speed. Nutmeg went into a full run. My kids started chasing Nutmeg to get the pool noodles off her, but could not catch her, because she’s surprisingly fast. The dogs were bringing up the rear, just happy to be going for a pleasant run. Hero was in a panic, leading a parade that he did not want.
This all resolved. One noodle feel off; the kids eventually cornered Nutmeg and removed the other one. Just - a day at a farm, I guess.
10/02/20
woa... i didnt know he was so old...
i was cheering for him...
#she deserves financial compensation for having to put up with them