Untitled

harrowhark getting her lobotomy done at claire's

(ps: merry christmas eve! you can't see but we just hit 10k on here... my christmas gift to the world, thank you dearly)

The Merry Melodies cartoon "Greetings, Bait" about a worm vs. a crab did SUCH an imaginative abstract gag here that really only works with a stalk-eyed character design. It's too bad they never used the crab in anything else.

poor little thing

I CANNOT get over @asexualzoro​‘s headcanon that Brook doesn’t know who or what the Pirate King is and so I just.

brook ride or die ready to commit regicide for his captain

Edit: it’s canon

it's rotten work. especially to me especially if it's you. I'll fucking do it but christ alive.

This mf eatin cat food ❗️❗️❗️

So lemme explain something to any RvB fans who may be confused.

So Church is based on Church who’s based on Church who created Church from the personality of Church but Church is also the memories of the Church created by Church and when Church gets killed he’s still Church but then he realises he’s Church as in the Church based on Church but then Church is destroyed by Church’s stuff and so Church is alive but there’s also Church based on Church based on Church who’s okay and he gets activated so Church is alive and Church is alive but Church is dead and Church goes and finds a ton of Churches in one of Church’s facilities and then Church finds out about more about Church and also about Church and then Church goes into the memory unit where he’s Church and then Church exits the memory unit and ascends from being Church to becoming Church and then he goes on a mission to find and kill Church and so Church seeks out Church while remembering the memories of Church who’s based on the memories of Church so Church is remembering Church who’s remembering Church while Church is trying to kill Church with the memories of Church’s memories of Church and so Church dies and Church is also dead but Church is still alive.

Hope that cleared things up.

THIS MAKES ME SO FUCKING ANGRY BECAUSE THIS IS ALL REAL FUCKING INFORMATION

now with colour coding

Amazing

I need to sleep immediately but first

Make this break containment.

this seems kinda fucked but at least we’re getting booster gold confirmation? (via twitter)

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

i need all the help i can get for finals

Hey so

the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like. 

So you know. 

This might be the real one, y’all.

gaster, jevil, and spamton are NOT a family! they are a pyramid scheme

have decided to sell out my dreams!

for the bargain price $4.20 you can purchase the Clown Dream I had last night!

Ok so in the dream I was a purveyor of clown meat. basically i ran a delicatessen that sold assorted deli meats but in particular i sold clown meat, which was somehow both a specialty item and a dietary staple. like it was a really culturally important food group. 

the thing about owning & operating a clown meat deli is that for some reason i was required to hunt the clowns myself, which required a hunting permit. 

Keep reading

right so as i recall, my lawyer only took me on as a client to begin with bc, upon my arrest, i had made the most astonishingly controversial claim, upon which my entire defense would now hinge aka THERE ARE NO SIGNIFICANT ANATOMICAL DIFFERENCES BETWEEN CLOWNS AND HUMANS. That is to say i stood there in front of god (nonexistent) and man (painfully existent) and declared that once the skin came off, there was no reliable method of distinguishing clown meat from human meat, because while their behavior and appearance and presumed intelligence differed enormously–their anatomies did not.

I was so full of shit I should have burst like a balloon, but I said it with such conviction that everyone hesitated and took a step back.

Keep reading

(gore tw)

I stood in that hot, damp courtroom, surrounded by reporters, detested former customers, and my Texan lawyer in his silly white suit-and-mustache, and I listen in awe and occasional nausea as a New York City Coroner recounted to a shellshocked jury that one of the most common forensic issues that law enforcement encounters in new york is when bodies are pulled out of the harbor–in particular, severed body parts, which are a fine new york harbor tradition. 

Keep reading

FINAL PART

Here is the secret. Here is the secret I never told anyone. Not any of those scientists or priests or reporters. Not my lawyer or that coroner whose testimony probably saved my life.

I spent decades butchering and selling clown meat, so I knew without a doubt that dead clowns are in fact very easy to distinguish from human corpses. Oh they look the same all right, but any clown butcher worth their salt can tell you the unique thing about clown meat–the reason that clown meat is so much easier to clean and cut and dress than any other type of animal flesh. 

Keep reading

Every popular theory about Gaster is correct

No matter how absurd this may be