Would eat them on a boat? Would you eat them with a goat?
I would eat them in a box! I would eat them with a fox!
shubbabang
happy 420 and day i reserve a spot in hell
shubbabang
its that time again folks
nuttyrabbit
Best time of year
merelygifted
Wakin’ and bakin’
This has been tradition in our family since it first aired on TV in 1973, our daughter keeps the tradition going at their place, her cats are even on board with the tradition.
Only problem is, I always fall asleep, does Heston ever make it into the promised land?
no.
he tried to take his gun - in his cold dead hands - and was denied.
“Nyah! Where’s yer God now, see?!”
Required Easter reading. Do not eat or drink anything while reading this. Trust me; your nostrils and monitor will thank me.
I just can’t get into these modern westerns.
Strongly seconded! It’s one of the funniest stories I’ve read on Tumblr.
…Path there was none. Occasional gusts of wind rushed gustily down into these depths of forest where they moved, and now, from time to time, as they rose nearer to the line of fire on the ridge, an increasing glare lit up the knuckled roots or glimmered on the bramble thickets and heavy beds of moss. It was astonishing how the little Pasteur never missed his way. Periods of thick silence alternated with moments when the storm swept down through gullies among the trees, reverberating like thunder in the hollows.
Slowly they advanced, buffeted, driven, pushed, the wildness of some Walpurgis night growing upon all three. In the tutor’s mind was this strange lift of increasing recklessness, the old proportion gone, the spiritual aspect of it troubling him to the point of sheer distress. He followed Leysin as blindly with his body as he followed this new Bindy eagerly with his mind. For this languid boy, now dancing to the tune of flooding life at his very heels, seemed magical in the true sense: energy created as by a wizard out of nothing…
– The Regeneration of Lord Ernie by Algernon Blackwood
Looked like a pacer from far away.