Our local newspaper ran a story about the legendary graffiti artist who recently passed away and. Literally everything about it is fucking insane. I'm insane about it.
So this guy has been extremely active for around fifteen years, during which he spread these beautiful, high quality pieces all over the country, way over a thousand of his standard signature, and probably thousands more. He did completely batshit stuff like literally spray painting an entire train from top to bottom or leaving his signature at the top of a 600ft tall overpass and this whole time, only five people from his crew know who he really is. To everyone else it's a complete mystery.
And then he dies at the age of 35. A few weeks after his death, his crew shows up at his completely unassuming parents' doorstep, reveals who they are and asks if they can host a memorial exhibition of his art.
Turns out, this dude has been leading an insane double life. In the daytime he was a meek little office worker with a partially paralyzed arm and no social life to speak of. In the nighttime he was a fucking legend. Not only did he climb that fucking 600ft overpass, he did it WITH A PHYSICAL DISABILITY. THE MADLAD. And throughout the entire time, fifteen years, he got caught once. ONCE. HE DID ALL THAT UNNOTICED. THAT'S INSANE.
ummm guys i love u btw, i think it's so sweet that we come on here and rb each others posts and create a little community of words and images
I love seeing other people's ocs and getting snippets of their stories like oh my gosh there's a whole world and narrative in your head that I'm getting a small glimpse into isn't that so cool????
I got a tired nurse who tells to rest and take my meds. Better than something evil, but I'd still get the place. It's Gotham and she's nice, I have no complaints. Best roommate I've had
You're about to close on your very own, suspiciously affordable and comfortable house. Just before you sign the contract, the realtor shows you the required legal disclosure: your new house is haunted by the type of presence you'll get from this spinner wheel.
Of course it is.
Kermit for Pope
I was trying to find out if Kermit was eligible to be pope and I found a blog that says he's the perfect example of a catholic priest
Reblog if you’re taller than Crash Bandicoot
tim drake pulls home alone style pranks on ra's al ghul in his spare time send post
Did you not know that already?
Damn I really am a slut.
People are on the right because they can't think for themselves, be it because they've been told what to think their whole lives or because they don't have any good ideas left. Everyone's behavior makes sense to them, but that behavior doesn't necessarily make sense to anyone outside the cult