feeling how dream felt doing the math on how many people still claim he rigged the mob vote this year
A comic based on these Southern Bianca and Vanessa designs that abombihoney drew a while ago that I really liked.
Late night or early morning
"We really gotta leave this early?" Pickles voice was edging on a whine, his face buried in the cheap motel pillow.
"If we wanna get to Santa Barbara in time for the show," Snazz said, always the responsible one, "yes."
"Dude, it's not even light out yet." According to the clock on the rickety bedside table, it was just after 5am. Who the fuck was awake this early? Still up, yes, but freshly awake? No. It was morally wrong, Pickles was pretty sure.
Snazz was shoving a hotel robe into his suitcase when he said, "I know." He sounded like a harried mom. He was, at the very least, the band mom, Pickles supposed as he sat up.
"Where's everyone else?"
"St. Cecilia's doing her hair," Snazz said, doing his best to fit a pair of slippers into his suitcase, too. It didn't seem to be going well. "Sammy's in the shower, and Tony's under the bed."
That wasn't a surprise: It was darker under the bed, and Tony was a massive bitch if you woke him early. The boys always let him sleep later. Pickes was a little jealous.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when St. Cecilia strode out of the bathroom in a puff of steam, somehow looking perfect despite the early hour. "Have you tried getting Tony up yet?" she asked as she passed Snazz. His reply was cut off by her gasp when Pickles grabbed her by the hips, pulling her down onto the bed with him.
Hiding his face against the small of her back, Pickles asked, "We really gotta leave this early? We can be a little late."
Though he didn't see it, Snazz rolled his eyes. "You get up now," he said, "and you can fool around with Ceelie in the back of the van and I won't even complain."
Well, that was an opportunity he didn't get every day. The little lip bite St. Cecilia cast down at him made it clear she didn't mind the idea. Pickles smirked and asked Snazz, "Promise?"
Do a Barrel Roll #shorts
to be perceived like this..
My photos don’t do it any justice. My 36”x24” Dennys Ilic original of Katherine Barrell arrived today, and it is more stunning than photos (ironically) can show.
Makes my heart all warm and happy.
You ever go to Baguio and wonder why they have so much merch with dicks on them
I am losing it over this headline like youre bringing a manga??? To cracker barrel??? Like on a date?
. . . sending a dude on a trip.
To my fellow nightmare before Christmas fans- Walmart had this lovely tumbler in the Halloween area right up front at my Walmart. Sadly I once again did not buy.