Don’t worry. Dad is here. by *Zummeng
((Oh my gawrd!))
TF2: Smoochaloo
by ~wandamagickLookit! I’m actually starting to tag these things now! //dead beat blog owner
Did you know: “Gomez and Morticia Addams were the first married couple on American TV implied to have a sex life.”
I love how that status got no likes on Facebook but over 20k notes on Tumblr. We get you … Tell US that story
This is me, Eliza Thornberry, part of your average family. I’ve got a dad, a mom, and a sister. There is Donnie - we found him. And Darwin, he found us. Oh yeah, about our house - it moves, because we travel all over the world. You see, my dad hosts this nature show, and my mom shoots it. Okay, so we’re not that average. And between you and me, something amazing happened… and now I can talk to animals. It’s really cool, but totally secret. And you know what? Life’s never been the same.
When you haven’t watched this show in literally 7 years and can still read this in your head in her exact voice, and remember what parts to emphasise…
This was my favorite show and oh my gosh, I remember being so jealous of Eliza’s life.
Still trying to figure out how Debbie’s trousers stayed up like wtf
Debbie is Ke$ha in another life.
Nigel always looks possessed.
Followers! And I’m back!
After the longest time off the battlefield, Ash was ready to come back. She was a little off her game, but that was okay. She’d train herself well before the time came. Granted, it was kind of hard on her without Dell, Keith, Lei, and Dallas. But she supposed that was okay. Fiera was still around, even if she was quieter than before.
(To the three people I tagged, I’m following you again. I don’t know why I stopped. ^^; )
Here’s a bunch from Meet the Pyro I did when I got home from work. I probably won’t be on all tomorrow since we’ll be grillin’ and partying and what not (yay Independence Day!), so I wanted to leave these for you guys. I apologize for nothing. :D
BTW, whenever you guys reblog my photosets, I look at them. >:3 I stalk all of you.
(When I play TF2 and use my headset, everyone thinks I’m a young boy. D: I’M A 22 Y-O WOMAN FOR FUCK’S SAKE!)
Yeah, I said I’d see you guys this weekend…but anyway, here’s this.
They’re not even funny. Having chronic brain farts and my hand is itching to write something horrible.
Not like “oh my god mary-sue” horrible, but like “how could you do that to them?!” horrible. Dammit.So, if I’m not on this weekend, expect something horrible.
EDIT: I read what you all reblogged. I’m making little kawaii eyes over here.
