everyone needs a waving snail on their blog
i feel that if I scroll past this and don’t reblog it the snail is going to look to the ground and cry
gotta do it now
i could get this image printed on a dakimakura. nothing is stopping me. its the right dimensions and resolution and size and i have the money. i could literally own a fucked up anime sex pillow but with an image of French Emperor Napoleon Bonaparte. what a time to be alive
never give up on your dreams
I’VE NEVER WANTED A NIGHT LIGHT SO MUCH
I heard you were talkin’ shit
What I like about this is that it implies that Tony’s best mode of attack somehow involves him ramming himself into a wall head first.
I had a dream last night that I worked at McDonalds and I was behind the counter when this guy dressed in a tuxedo (with white dickie and tie) was snapping his fingers for a server. I went I over and he asked to see our “darkest red” and I knew he was talking about wine so I said “sir, this is McDonalds. The darkest red we have here is ketchup” and he had me pour him a glass of ketchup and he drank it while looking me directly in the eye.