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The pineapple's name is Wilson. You can call me Bambi.
justthedesign:

Living Room, The Gombit Hotel

justthedesign:

Living Room, The Gombit Hotel

itstherocketeer:

there’s nothing about this gif i don’t like

itstherocketeer:

there’s nothing about this gif i don’t like

❒ single ❒ taken ✔*star trek theme music*
best-of-funny:

X

best-of-funny:

X

crowcrow:

Sassy Whale [x]

crowcrow:

Sassy Whale [x]

I’ve decided what to do on the evening of halloween/my 21st birthday

I’ve decided what to do on the evening of halloween/my 21st birthday

niknak79:

The Bad dad more looks fun

niknak79:

The Bad dad more looks fun

spacetwinks:

i seriously have no idea what’s fucking going on at buzzfeed

spacetwinks:

i seriously have no idea what’s fucking going on at buzzfeed

rubyetc:

Feeling super fashun today, after 2pm and I’m still in pyjamas.

rubyetc:

Feeling super fashun today, after 2pm and I’m still in pyjamas.


A cold voice answered: ‘Come not between the Nazgûl and his prey! Or he will not slay thee in thy turn. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shriveled mind be left naked to the Lidless Eye.’
A sword rang as it was drawn. ‘Do what you will; but I will hinder it, if I may.’‘Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!’
Then Merry heard of all sounds in that hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel.’But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund’s daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you if you touch him.’

A cold voice answered: ‘Come not between the Nazgûl and his prey! Or he will not slay thee in thy turn. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shriveled mind be left naked to the Lidless Eye.’

A sword rang as it was drawn. ‘Do what you will; but I will hinder it, if I may.’
‘Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!’

Then Merry heard of all sounds in that hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel.
But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund’s daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you if you touch him.’