is that a bag of puppies
that’s a bag of puppies
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The Bob Loblaw Law Blog
be free, Leo.
be free.
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Doctor Who Giveaway!
Who doesn’t love giveaways? Surely some people, but they most likely live on Raxacorciofallapatorious. This giveaway is sort of back-to-school, school-is-cool themed, but well kind of just awesome. So, on to what’s included!
- Super fantastic reusable bag equipped with Time Lord technology. Yes, it’s bigger on the inside! 5”x6” pouch expands into an 18”x20” bag. Put everything you need to rule the world in here (Toclafane not included. Probably best to keep running shoes in here). Created by the lovely Geekiana.
- Steel wallet/cigarette case with TARDIS printed on it. Excellent for keeping credit cards, ID, and psychic paper. Open it up to see Ten’s TARDIS console. Another great Etsy creation made by FrostingOnTheTop.
- TARDIS pencil pouch! Perfect for keeping pencils and pens so you can scribble BADWOLFBADWOLFBADWOLF on all your papers.
- Eleven’s Sonic Screwdriver Pen. This is one sonic screwdriver that will do wood. Welllllll… paper. Also capable of looking awesome.
- TARDIS spinning air freshener. All that traveling through time and space can make things sort of smell. Especially if your time and space is 6th period gym. Technically this is for your car (mounts on dash) but we all know the only rule is don’t run off, and clearly that’s flexible.
Phew. Glad you’re still reading. Now onto the
rulesstrictly enforced guidelines.
- You don’t have to follow me; I’m not your mother.
- Only reblogs count. And you can only reblog five times max.
- The winner will be chosen on August 20th. Yes I know it’s a ways away, but I’ll be out of the country.
- ???
- Allons-y!
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An Incredible Movie Moment: Gene Kelly and Donald O’Connor in ‘Singin’ in the Rain’, 1952
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“ But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.
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“ He stared up at the stars: and it seemed to him then that they were dancers, stately and graceful, performing a dance almost infinite in its complexity. He imagined he could see the very faces of the stars; pale, they were, and smiling gently, as if they had spent so much time above the world, watching the scrambling and the joy and the pain of the people below them, that they could not help being amused every time another little human believed itself the center of its world, as each of us does.
Neil Gaiman (via selfinspiration)
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Lotte Jacobi: Albert Einstein, 1938
