I still think about the person on twitter who thought that Pennywise was living in Derry, Ireland every waking second of my life.
If I think about a Derry Girls au too long, I literally pass out. It’s like, what if the Losers were 8 times stupider and more chaotic? It’s all I’ve ever wanted!!
Like I don’t even know how you would even plot this fic out? Literally all 5 of them would encounter Pennywise and immediately scream and try to hit him with the nearest object?? Like Pennywise would starve to death in Derry. All the kids would throw hands the second they saw him.
“Are ye saying you saw a clown, Michelle?”
“Aye, it was a fecking clown, Claire.”
“But, clowns aren’t even scary!”
“Aye, I know that, and I told the wee bastard as much, then he grew a bunch of fangs, like, total cracker actually if ye think about it.”
“Have none of you considered that a grown man dressed like a clown hiding in the sewers who wants to eat children might be something to take at least a little bit seriously?!?”
“Ach, seriously, fuck off James, go be a craic killer somewhere else!”
“Have ye considered James that maybe the clown is more afeared of us, than we are a him?”
“No, Orla, I hadn’t considered that, thank you.”
“Okay girls, I think we’re all missing the point here! You said that he grew fangs!??! Are you sure you weren’t just a wee bit blackout drunk?!”
“Well to be fair, I was boking all over myself, Erin, to be sure, yeah.”
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“What’s this I hear about a man dressed like a clown in the sewers?”
“But da you don’t think our Erin is daft enough to play in the sewers do ye?”
“I’m sure it’s just an urban legend, Joe.”
“You watch your tone with me boy! I’ll not have some wee Southern shite tell me what’s real and what’s myth!”
“I tell ya it’s real! As real as my right hand, swear to God!”
“Erin! I don’t want you goin anywhere near no man approachin wains dressed like a clown!”
“But don’t you think the whole affair of dressing up as a clown like, is a wee bit… gay? Uh- I mean no offense son.”
“Still not gay!”
Sister you have to stop painting a fake face over your real one
William Shakespeare be like
when do you ever hear of a woman lurking around schools talking to little boys. when do you ever hear of a woman lurking around a park touching random men and hitting on them. when do you ever hear of a woman following a man home and assaulting him. when do you ever hear of a woman assaulting a random man on his way home. when do you ever hear of a woman going to the men‘s bathroom and assault men, or install cameras.
there certainly are women who harrass men - but when does a woman actually ever pose a threat to random men? and boys? when do women ever rape random men and boys? follow them in the dark?
being a boring uncool insane mutual is a hard job but someone's got to do it
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
passionate-lovely-soul
THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.
tiny-kt
this for real fucking works
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
thetatteredveil
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
So you know.
This might be the real one, y’all.
Saw a post like this with negative outlook so I asked for it to be fixed
