"As her head bobbed up and down, I raked my hands through her thick hair while visions of Benjamin Franklin danced in my head" may be the greatest sentence ever written.
DYING. I have to get this book.
Salt and burn, slug edition.
I can just see Dean
“Get past this you son of a bitch.”
*whispers* the Slug Games..
let the jam ever be in your favour
bringing this back because someone added a new fandom and I laughed.
This came into work today. I shortlisted it and displayed it on my cafe counter.
The back said something like “He is into BDSM. (Batman, Dragons, Star Wars, and Magic the Gathering).”
The first paragraph starts like this:“I growl with frustration at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is fifty shades of messed up. Why is it so kinky and out of control? I need to stop sleeping with it wet. As I brush my long brown hair, the girl in the mirror brown eyes too big for her, stares back at me. Wait… my eyes are blue! It dawns on me that I haven’t been looking in the mirror—I’ve been staring at a poster of Kirsten Stewart for the past five minutes. My own hair is fine.”
my own hair is fine
oh my god where can i buy this
by “Fanny Merkin”……HAH
Dr. J. Robert Oppenheimer (Father of the atomic bomb)
Truly the face of a haunted man and possibly the most poignant sound byte ever.
I love this and have always loved this so much.
I fucking love this. The horror in his voice.. and the utter defeat in his eyes.
Another round of mondo movie posters
by Didier Graffet
Where the black planets roll without aim;
Where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name.
|—||H. P. Lovecraft, Nemesis (1917)|