62xx:
Young Justice….??^p^*
Tim:Sailor blouse & black tights
Kon:Blazer & knee socks
Brat:Nylon blouson & ankle socks
I…yes. Yes.
62xx:
Young Justice….??^p^*
Tim:Sailor blouse & black tights
Kon:Blazer & knee socks
Brat:Nylon blouson & ankle socks
I…yes. Yes.
flyingambulist replied to your post:
did he just really call it that? god he probably calls his dick the Cold Gun. His frosty blaster. His dicksicleM’ money’s on Cold Gun.
Well then James’ is obviously his “rubber chicken” and he thinks it’s mighty clever every time he wraps it up.
No dude
it’s called my cock
IF U THINK UR SAD ABOUT MCRS BREAKUP THINK ABOUT HOW EBONY DARKN’NESS DEMENTIA RAVEN WAY IS FEELING RIGHT NOW
Another complaint from the Boy:
“Stop sending me dick pics!”
“Holy shit, I know those balls- are you sending me pictures of my own dick? I was so drunk when I sent those.”
“My dick looks great though.”
“Could you stop, please? Mike just asked if you were sending me nudes and I had to say yes.”
It only took him three pictures to recognize his own junk.
Dominoes falling in the form of Van Gogh’s Starry Night
DID SOMEONE CHUCK A DOMINO WHEN THAT ONE SWIRL DIDNT FALL im PISSING
A group of muscular men stand with their arms linked to prevent people from entering a house.
It’s a baracade
// every so often I coast to the follow button, laugh, and coast away
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THROW THE KID A BONE MAN
happysunshinerainbowbarf replied to your post:
Cowboy Rogues? Or Mick/Len? <3Giddy up~
D
CENTRAL CITY NEWS: “The villain currently holding the world hostage with threats of the destruction of entire cities using mirror technology and advanced weapons has been revealed, to much shock and amazement, Central’s own Captain Boomerang. He’s released video footage of his demands.”
Digger sat in front of the camera on a milk crate unceremoniously wearing an obviously attempted-to-be-cleaned-and-pressed suit, beer in hand.
“I don’t want any money, or stuff or anythin’ from tha’ world. I don’t have any demands at all really. Iom jus’ a guy tryin’ to win back a fucking gem of a bloke. He wanted tha’ bloody world so iom givin’ it to him wrapped in all of his favorite things. An’ don’t bother troing to knock moi mirrors out of tha’ sky, cause not only will I bloody fire an’ make Fawcett city a smear on tha’ map, they’re protected by crazy magic shit I don’t even get.” he took a swig from his beer and shrugged, putting it down and turning to face the screen more directly.
“Sam I love you, and I hate take over tha’ world plots, so jus’ come to tha place we said we’d never talk about again an’ take these buttons from me before I google search wot cities the members of ABBA are in roit now.” END TRANSMISSION
Women’s Talk Shows: “I don’t know whether I should cower in fear or think this is cute. All I know is that someone has got to teach this man how to dress or at least cut that HAIR.”Late Night Shows: “So I guess this is what happens when boomerangs try to get YOU to come back, am I right? Anyway, is it bad that i’m already used to daily super villain attacks to actually cheer for this guy a little? He just came out to the globe, took it over, and drank some beer. And who doesn’t want to take Bjorn down a few notches? Ha!”
Psych Shows: “Mr. Harkness is obviously a serious stalker with issues that need to be addressed. The man is obviously an obsessive alcoholic who needs serious mental attention.”
Trashy MTV Talk Shows: “Ooooh we’ve got all sorts of tweets coming in from fans thinking that maybe the ring is symbolic?”
“All I know is that when the Justice League takes him down, it’s Captain Boomerang, of course they will, I just know the line to get an interview with him will be insane. Like, come on, the Flash fan-forums are going wild!”
[DRINK CHOKE IN A SNORT OF LAUGHTER.]
Digger. Digger PLEASE.