There’s a greyhound looming over me.

Shut up, Tom Hardy. You’re ruining it.

When I run the night before garbage day I want to run up to the houses that don’t have their cans out yet and remind them that tomorrow is trash day but in a real 1950s do-gooder voice.

I blogged the fuck out of Easter, y’all.

Aaaaand I’ve cleared out the inbox of all Anons.

Some were creepy, some were mean, and some were things I just didn’t feel like answering before so today I went on a gif hunt.

You can fill my box back up here.

Q

Anonymous asked:

What's your favorite or biggest accomplishment in life?

A

Q

Anonymous asked:

You talk about music you love but what music do you hate?

A

I feel like this is a trap. Can I just show you what I love instead?

Go here.

Q

Anonymous asked:

hi

A

Q

Anonymous asked:

what kind of guys are you into?

A

I have one steadfast rule:

Q

Anonymous asked:

u r so fucking hottt

A

1 Peter 2:17 Show proper respect to everyone, love the family of believers, fear God, honor the emperor.

While I may not show proper respect to everyone or love the family of believers and I may not fear God either; I certainly honor The Emperor’s New Groove. So I got that going for me…which is nice.

It’s a blast for me too since 1992!

Q

Anonymous asked:

There are special places in hell for people that treat the Word of God so rude. 1 Peter 2:17

A

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Anonymous asked:

Blasphemous much?

A

My easter posts got me some snarky and/or spiteful anonymous messages. I think I’ll take the opportunity to sweep out all these old anons that are lying about. Get ready for a gif ‘splosion.