Something I’m doing for fun
(there was another version of this song but EVERYONE USED IT plus idk this version felt like it was fitting the theme)
Well, that’s enough internet for me today.
Well that escalated quickly
OH MEUS DEUSES! AQUELE MENINO COM O LIVRO “O ARQUEIRO” *-* ACHEI QUE EU FOSSE A ÚNICA AQUI QUE GOSTASSE DE BERNARD CORNWELL!
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Okay, let’s celebrate. Or at least, you guys and I will. I preordered two copies of Poker Night 2 since it’s so cheap. So the idea of giving back to y’all immediately crossed my mind and I thought, ‘Hey, why not round up some other stuff, like my extra plushes?’ So here we are!
1 Steam copy of Poker Night 2 when it comes out, for PC or Mac
1 plush Companion Cube (tags still attached in case you want it like that)
1 Jack Skellington plush
1 handmade steampunk necklace
1 handmade steampunk bracelet
1 handmade Burning Lemons earrings and necklace set
1 Aperture sticker thingy- Black
That means there are prizes here for at most seven -that’s right, SEVEN- winners! The jewelry was handmade by me. But of course there are rules.
1. You MUST be following me in order to win. I’m sorry, but I’m kinda leery about people I don’t “know.” I want to trust you guys.
2. You may like once and reblog once. Each one counts as a vote. No side blogs reblogging either. I will check.
3. You must have asks or fanmail enabled so I can contact you. If you’re chosen and I can’t get a hold of you, then I’ll choose someone else.
4. If you receive one of the corporeal items then you must be willing to share your address. Names can be shared on a need-to-know basis.
I’ll use a random number generator to pick out names, and they will be contacted asking for their choice in prize based on who was picked first. Good luck, and long live Portal!
OH! One last thing. The giveaway will end on the 20th of April. I’ll send stuff to you guys as soon as I can then!
can we get back to the rowing?
i suggest you do, or we’re never going to get there.
no, i mean i’d greatly appreciate it if you would assist.
When she has wet her hair
She brings the smell of the sea
And her lips are foreign lands
I would wish them close to me
I see the softness in her eyes
Holding back hurt and pain of lies
Now that she’s all but left and gone,
How will I stay, alone and undone?
Illegal aliens stealing our jobs
My lovely followers, please follow this blog immediately!