i’ll avoid getting one of these...i know that my dachshund would probably eat it.

living and pegging all over the place except my house

damn sexy flanders

but what about the balls? no one ever pays attention to the balls...

omgiwannasqueezeitsohardicoulddierightnow

*right-click-save

she’s a disgrace to the bacon name :P ;)

susan sarandon can wear that to my funeral...in fact, note to self: change burial provisions in my will...

would be interesting to see how it articulates with the frame animation

note to self: remember to change the burial provisions in my will...

there’s this constant subconscious fear of it getting chopped off, or caught in something, or kicked, or stepped on...yet somehow the other part of the system is constantly wanting to be thrust out into the open...into new places and new adventures. it’s very conflicting...and often leads only to trouble and woe...

all my eggs just dropped

well that escalated quickly

This makes me want to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all the French beaches I’ll never see...

I agree with this assessment.

well, it looks like they at least have time to shave even if they can’t shower...

headdeskheaddeskheaddeskheaddesk

the craziest lies i have ever believed were probably the lies i told myself

the answer is yes. and the second answer is probably never.

now when they say “chaos president” is it khorne, nurgle, slaanesh, tzeentch, or chaos undivided? i’m partial to slaanesh...