i am seriously going to wear maxi dresses and skirts for the rest of my days because i am so fucking sick and tired of wearing shorts or short skirts and being oggled to death when i walk down the fucking street like PISS OFF i want to get home in peace and without being harassed THANKS.
and no i don’t think i look good and it’s not a case of ego, i look like a trash heap in shorts and some thirsty ass old dude has to make a fucking comment like go take a short walk off a long pier you fucking nasty letch.
2005 wasn’t just 2005
it was the beginning of an era
THE FUCK IS THIS
THE FUCK IS THIS
I WAS MAKING LANYARDS BACK IN 2001
AND I’M SURE PEOPLE WERE DOING IT BEFORE THEN
SIT THE FUCK DOWN
Lol u kidding me OP? child we were making lanyards in 1992, settle down.
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PLEASE TELL ME THAT PEOPLE IN BRITAIN ACTUALLY CALL THE USA “THE COLONIES”
Of course they don’t you twat.
This is hilarious considering these same feminists (the heterosexual ones, at least) only fantasize about men with high status, money, good looks and power - you know, the same men who then jerk women around and treat them like disposable assets…
Yeah I’d rather be with a dude that has his shit together than some whiny MRA brat.
Oh and btw this image was done by A MAN. So sit the fuck down, trash.
A sold out Beatles Christmas Show at the Finsbury Park Astoria, December 1963. Photo by Terence Spencer.
This is really depressing seeing how that venue is now owned by evangelical Christians and the pub next door is basically a ruin.
If you’re ever in britain, when you walk the dog it’s called “Dogging”
So if you’re going to walk your dog be sure to ask all of your british friends if they’d like to come dogging with you!
Make sure to invite everyone out dogging when you come here!
Why would you ruin the fun.
Under the Spell of the Barrow-wight; art by Ted Nasmith
He turned, and there in the cold glow he saw lying beside him Sam, Pippin, and Merry. They were on their backs, and their faces looked deathly pale; and they were clad in white. About them lay many treasures, of gold maybe, though in that light they looked cold and unlovely. On their heads were circlets, gold chains were about their waists, and on their fingers were many rings. Swords lay by their sides, and shields were at their feet. But across their three necks lay one long naked sword….
He heard behind his head a creaking and scraping sound. Raising himself on one arm he looked, and saw now in the pale light that they were in a kind of passage which behind them turned a corner. Round the corner a long arm was groping, walking on its fingers towards Sam, who was lying nearest, and towards the hilt of the sword that lay upon him…..
Suddenly resolve hardened in him, and he seized a short sword that lay beside him, and kneeling he stooped low over the bodies of his companions. With what strength he had he hewed at the crawling arm near the wrist, and the hand broke off; but at the same moment the sword splintered up to the hilt. There was a shriek and the light vanished. In the dark there was a snarling noise.
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring, “Fog on the Barrow-downs”
I feel like if they’d left this scene in the film,
everyone’s non-booker-readers’ opinions of Frodo would have been vastly different.
Agreed. One of the best scene from the book.
I’ve always really liked the scenes in the old forest and the barrow downs in fotr and that’s why I like the book better than the film. Though I love the film so it’s not saying much either…..