I’ve been waiting my whole entire life to meet a real live person who dresses like Claudia Kishi and I’m still waiting because life is a cold merciless ocean of bitter disappointment.
I watched the last three episodes of Orange is the New Black last night. I was a really good girl, I drew out season two…I managed to make it last for a few weeks. But now it’s over and there are no more new episodes and I am inconsolable.
Andrew Lincoln’s “Rick Grimes” stunt double from The Walking Dead.
Yes, seriously. No, I don’t understand, either.
I was born in the wrong generation. This generation is still racist as fuck and I can’t download a pizza. Wake me up in the year 3019.
Unless I’m mistaken, I just realized that Daryl has replaced his crossbow but he has yet to change pants in the entire series.
I wonder if the skin on his waist has begun to grow around his belt, like what happens to dogs when their collars are left on for years at a time? Although I suppose he’s got that protective layer of accumulated filth, like a dirt shield, to insulate him from developing flesh belts.
Awww, gracias friendly anon! Even through all this mess, I only got one anon and it’s yours.I don’t know if I should be flattered or mad about that. Well, let me just rant for a bit since I have had time to mull things over.
First off, since 3/4 of the fandom failed to grasp the King Solomon parable regarding the magical redneck peen being a COMPLETE AND TOTAL SATIRICAL TAKE ON THIS WHOLE BATSHIT CRAZY POLL BUSINESS, I just want to beg people to either read The Onion a bit, watch The Colbert Report sometimes, or brush up on your biblical references. I was utterly skewed as some Lorena Bobbit, hell hath no fury like a Daryl fangirl scorned psycho. I was waiting for the police to show up at my door since I figured people might have alerted the authorities with some of their reactions. Fictional characters people, fictional characters.
I am crying. CRYING. “Caryl time-out.” My gods, YES. That’s what I feel as if people expect me to go into for not wanting to blow NR 24/7. (And the funny thing is that I honestly find him hella attractive, particularly in his Daryl incarnation.)
I’m reblogging with muthawalker's tags on my most recent post, because they're amazing and hilarious: #You are like the George Washington of the Caryl post modern feminist nation#I’m like John Adams#maybe one day HBO will make a miniseries about it#I’ll be dead but one can hope
I’m gonna need for you both to hold still while I hump your legs.
Thanks in advance for your cooperation.
I’m really enjoying how all the fan photos of Melissa McBride lately are blurry and hazy and generally wildly out of focus, probably because she’s so incandescent that civilian photographic equipment cannot handle her and it just freaks out in paroxysms of dazzlement.
getting a note on a super old post