the last time i went to pride a few years ago i brought one of these things and filled it to the brim with vodka and i was too busy sharing hits off the secret vodka bag with every stranger who wanted to partake to care about anything else. it became a whole bartering system where people gave me pins or lei’s or other trinkets to gain a spot in line for the secret vodka camel bag. didn’t matter what they looked like or how much clothes they wore, drag queens and leather kings and all the other ruffians got a hit from the camel bag if they had something to share, even if all they had was themselves. it was fucking disgusting. nobody had to bend down or anything because the straw was several feet long. moral of the story is at the end of the day… coexist.
as the new season of the boys comes out i’m obsessed with all the little articles that are like ‘woa is homelander finally going to go off the rails??’ my good bitch he commits child murder in season one episode one
Hannibal is the funniest show to ever air because Hannibal is supposed to be this quiet, polite, unassuming doctor that nobody would suspect, like when he kills someone in his office in “self defense” and everyone is like “wow…you took him down in a fight? That’s crazy.” But the problem is they cast Mads Mikkelsen who is in fact six feet tall and like 200 pounds and built like a brick house in a well tailored suit so Will Graham is like “he MURDERS people”
and everyone else is like “him?? Hannibal??? How could you say that?” And then it cuts to Hannibal in his fucked up library and his fancy suits with his steel tree trunk arms looking absolutely like THE most menacing human being to have ever walked the earth.
this show exists in an alternate reality where we the viewer have to accept that someone could say “there’s something off about that guy” and then people who have spent their whole lives profiling dangerous murderers sit down in a library with this man
and are like, “I honestly don’t see what you mean”
