The year is 2137. You open your tumblr profile, again after many years. You click on the message box. 1 message. You click on it.
‘Yes, same here! :)’
And you don’t know what it was referring to beacause you don’t have a fucking sent messages box.
This went from very sad to very very relatable
if youre not part of the supernatural fandom you might want to reevaluate your life choices
Is this… is this supernatural harlem shake?
That’s Osric in the bodybag, if you were wondering.
and it was hIS DAY OFF BUT HE WANTED TO BE IN IT SO HE DROVE LIKE AN HOUR ON HIS FUCKING DAY OFF TO BE IN A BODY BAG ON THE GROUND I LOVE HIM
OSRIC IS IN THE BODYBAG. I REPEAT: OSRIC IS IN THE BODYBAG. THIS IS NOT A DRILL PEOPLE. FEELS INCOMING.
I’d watch the shit out of these movies
MOOSE AS TARZAN!
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking it
MY family has already been cursed thank you very much pig stealing great grandfather!
I’ve been laughing for three years over the fact that in ye old England you could chose to have ‘trial by cake’ in which you ate a piece of cake and if you choked you were guilty and if you didn’t you were innocent, and the only time it was used the guy on trial fucking choked and was executed for it