My fav parts about the pjo show so far
- sally mf jackson (no explanation needed)
- grover casually spilling i’m 24 as they race to go to camp (like grover give him a min he still thinks his dad is jesus)
- dionysus telling percy he’s his dad?? and the way percy just resigned himself to it like yup okay that adds up what else is new
- “when the time comes he’ll be ready” cut to percy doing the floss LMAO
- “are you stalking me annabeth? yes” (girl has zero chill and i’m living for it)
- “I am sally Jackson’s son” (hell yeah percy go be the momma’s boy you are)
im reading about cowboy phrases and sayings and like 95% of them are just solid life advice
Once I finish killing this guy the cycle of violence will be over, trust me guys
man who opened a parenthesis he forgot to close 4 years ago is tragically unaware everything he's said since has been an aside
you're too logged on man your consumption of internet porn has severed your psychospiritual connection with the beauty of the natural land. i spent 10 months in sensory deprivation exclusively cranking it to the gentle soundscape of a babbling brook and now when i hear the tap on a soda machine go off i bust so hard the gas station clerk has to call the police
bite of winter.
a comic about a princess who died in the snow.
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Vibes are off
(the vibes are completely normal but I am overstimulated)
just because music isnt playing doesnt mean im not listening to it
Incorrect sayings that I use so often I’ve almost forgotten that they’re not the originals:
I have bigger fish to fight
We’ll burn that bridge when we get to it
You can lead a horse to water, but if you drown it you have to walk home
Opening a can of whales
You made your bed, now shit in it
Combining the latter two into the phrase “you opened this can of whales, now lie in it”
I do wholeheartedly believe Wes Anderson is a sick sick freak. I like his movies but I definitely think this guy has like a hidden room in his spacious french apartment that he slips into quietly each night and it is just filled with tiny little doll replicas of all the actors he's ever used in any of his movies and he puppets them around and mimicks their voices and shit. and sometimes he'll text Owen Wilson pictures of his little doll with a comb or something from an untraceable number and pair it with like "see how I take care of you Owen?" and then the following day Owen Wilson will find him at the service table and go, "Geez Wes look at this," and Wes will pretend to be all concerned and horrified but there is this calculating almost eager look in his eyes that unsettles Owen Wilson. and the next time Wes is having a little soiree with all his actors, his beloved beloved actors, maybe Owen Wilson will accidentally get lost on his way to the beautiful bathroom and find that little room and see all those dolls and his throat will hitch with horror. And before he can call Bill Murray or Adrian Brody to look a dark silhouette will appear in the doorway and Wes looks sort of resigned when he says, "I see you finally found my secret, Owen," and Owen Wilson will try and pretend that he's fine with it but they both know better. and Wes will go (the look in his eyes back again) "We both know this can't get out, right?" and he'll grin very suddenly and Owen Wilson will laugh along very nervously and leave the room and eat some brioche and when the evening is over he will rush over to his Prius and frantically click his keys but over the cobbles on the beautiful beautiful street there is the sound of footsteps. and tears are running down Owen Wilson's cheeks but he can't say a word and Wes, emerging from the shadows, will gently touch him on the shoulder and say, "look, I'll drive you to the airport, huh?" and Owen Wilson will try to refuse but they both know it's futile. and, halfway through the drive, Wes Anderson will smile and say, "I'll miss working with you" and then perfectly jump and roll out of the car, wiping off his corduroy pants, while Owen Wilson's Prius swerves into a local patisserie, bursting into flames