drunkenhaxxor replied to your post: is it some kind of illegal to be talkative around…

ddued its up 2 u or somethin to get teh party started i guessssss

striders dont start parties

we are the party

gather round were gonna get this shit started

detectivesassistant replied to your post: is it some kind of illegal to be talkative around…

Maybe you’re just deaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaffffffff!!!!!

these ears are constructed to catch the rhythm in the air i am the farthest thing from deaf alright

drunkenhaxxor:

 omg anythin wuld b better tahn how quet ittis now

*wuite

*quite

*fucq /we

sup sup sup sou p sup usop usp im roxy y :3

gonna say that this is quiet is because no ones ever here but not like thats a problem they all just up and disappear more often then not 

shit around here is quieter than the mouse in the night before christmas not a creature was stirring not even that bastard

names dave 

yall looking awfully familliar

is it some kind of illegal to be talkative around here

shits been pretty quiet and im not sure how much more of this fucking silence i can take

drunkenhaxxor:

holy crap u guise this is ridic holy fuckin gwow

*fucking wow

where teh hell is everyone

id be willing to bet something like half asleep or most likely drunk off their ass like you are

==> Have a heart warming reunion

conoisseurial-rogue:

Sanji makes his way out of Infinity Tower, even though it’s almost as much of a depressing shithole outside as it was in there. He looks up, squinting at the sun. There was something wrong with the sun on this island, but he still couldn’t figure out what the hell it was. It looked alright, from what he could tell. And every island does seem to have their own weather patterns, but there was— hm? That’s an oddly haunting refrain. 

He looks over at a nearby tree, which seems to be where the whistling’s coming from and makes his way over, looking up to find a cocky little blonde brat with shitty taste in music who he hadn’t seen in ages. Not since the labyrinth. Sanji almost laughs in relief, beaming up at the kid.

“Oi! Dave!”

You stop kicking at the tree and look towards the voice. You perk up more, because FINALLY there is someone you recognize and want to interact with. Despite all of your common sense, you stand up quickly on the branch and teeter a little bit. Your balance is pretty good, so you decide to risk edging along the branch until you reach the end and park yourself there.

“Holy shit you made it out alive.” The words are out of your mouth before anything else and you’re grinning, it’s not even a somewhat grin, it’s a grin of actual relief and you’re glad he’s okay.

“Monsters didn’t eat you alive either?” You grab the branch and swing down to the ground, missing it with your feet and instead landing on your ass.

(Source: turnt3cht1m3lord)

==> Have a heart warming reunion

What? That’s absolutely ridiculous, who would you have a heart warming reunion with? Your crow? You’re fairly sure that Morty is off doing whatever he damn well pleases to begin with. You find yourself sitting in a tree. Heights make you feel pretty comfortable and at home. You wanted to go all the way up to the roof of that stupid tower, but the trek up really wasn’t worth it. So you just settled for the tree.

You lean against the trunk of the tree and let one of your legs dangle from the branch. You whistle an oddly haunting refrain from your place on the branch. It reminds you of your friends even if they aren’t here. You frown and slump into the branch, kicking moodily at the leaves. 

Well you are a kid you can be as moody as you damn well please and blame teenage angst. 

You kick the tree trunk this time, knocking a few leaves loose.

ruinawish:

An interesting view of Eric Idle, resting between takes on Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1974).

foodhipster206:

Spring Hill to be MA’ONO (formally Monday Fried Chicken Pop Up Dinner)

So this is my tribute post to the eluded Spring Hill Fried Chicken Pop Up Dinners… It is typcially a long month wait to snag a reservation for Seattle’s BFC.  Yes that means Best Fried Chicken. Plenty of food and the Korean style is a party, the American style was good as well. Sides are on point, though I prefer my spam musasbi with an egg. As of 2/8/12, MA’ONO will be serving BFC everyday.

(Source: foodhipster206)