I get chills every time I hear this song. The new video that the Black Eyed Peas released for 2017 is so moving and inspired this edit. Honestly, this song is so relevant right now, so please go watch it if you haven’t.
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Lol YouTube is about to fuck themselves. Hundreds of content creators are going to have to move to a new platform & they’ll lose huge chunks of the web traffic they would usually get thanks to the people they’re trying to stifle. We have the wall street journal and youtube’s blatant complete lack of integrity to thank for this, by the way.
-When Harley told her Puddin she was pregnant, he was not happy. He actully growled at her to get rid of it. She got so mad at his request she walked out on him, and planned on never talking to him again.
-He had completely forgotten about Harley’s reasoning for leaving, convinced she left to be with another man. That was until the day you were born, when she broke her own promise and sent him on picture of you, sleeping in the nursery.
-It was love at first sight, and he immediately got in the lambo, speeding to the hospital, and shooting anyone who tried to stop him as he advanced towards the nursery. When he saw you laying there, he broke the glass, took you in his arms and left. He later texted Harley telling her to meet him at the condo they once shared. She was there in 15 minutes.
-Harley was pissed that he took you, but when she saw him cradling you in his arms, looking at you with nothing but affection, all the anger melted away.
-When you were little the duo went on less crime sprees, the dirty work was mostly left for the henchmen to do, with one of the two attending every once in a while. However it wasn’t until you were 17 that they went back to their normal routines of mischief.
-You were Daddy’s little monster, no matter what you wanted Joker always tried to get it for you, he even took you to the park once a week.
-You were Mommy’s little vexor. You defiantly had her tongue, and sense of humor. Her proudest moment was when you were six and scared a girl in your class by saying, “The voice told me to ruin your tower, since you stole my crayons.”
-Most of the staff at the school knew who your parents were, and not to mess with either of them. So most of the stuff you did was overlooked, and you always got good grades (Which you did earn, since you were one of the smartest kids in the class)
-When Harley and Joker would fight, Joker would lock you in your room. They would scream and throw shit and sometimes one of them would leave. You would be sitting on your bed and listening to everything, until one of them (Normally Harley) opened the door, and scooped you into her lap to wipe your tears.
-Harley tried to leave with you once after a fight, you just remember seeing broken dishes on the floor, holes in the wall from gun fire, and punches, the whole house was a mess. When Joker saw her carrying you out though he sharply hissed, “Oh no no no Kitten, you aren’t taking my princess.”
“Oh no Mr. J I am, and you will leave us alone.” And then Harley ran from the condo, hot wired a car and drove you both to a hotel in a neighboring town.
-Of course Joker came looking for you both, and it was agreed after that fight, that he would be the one leaving the house if it got that bad, and Harley would stay home with you. He didn’t like the idea of an emotional Harley taking you into the dangers of Gotham without protection
-Your mother used to tell you the story of her falling in love with Joker as a bed time story sometimes. She told it as different characters, like sometimes they were royalty, other times mythical gods, but it was always the same plot.
-Your Father told you tales of his crimes for bed, sparing no detail from them. He left nothing out, and enjoyed how when he talked about killing people your eyes would light up slightly. He also told you his adventures with Batman, but those were only told when Harley was in the room with him. (His bedtime stories were your little secrets)
-Everyone in your school was scared to be friends with you, mostly because you were the princess of Gotham, and everyone knew that your parents would not hesitate killing them if they didn’t like the kid, or hurt you.
-When he shared this with you, you decked him. The impact of your fist to his face left a bruise over his eye, then proceeded to bruise, cut and bloody the rest of his face. You went home that day with bruised knuckles, an attitude, and a 3 day suspension. Joker had never been prouder.
-You wore the shortest, most low cut dress to your prom, courtesy of Harley, who also did your makeup and hair. Joker protested at first however you interjected, “My father is the most scary man in Gotham, trust me, no boy, or girl or professor wants to fuck with me.”
-Just to ease his fears, you hid a small pistol in your bra. Harley laughing slightly when you pulled the small weapon from your black lace bra.
-You once told Joker you hated him while arguing. He was so offended he left the house for three weeks. When he came back you ran into his arms, tears running down your face as you apologized. He forgave you
-You always had quiet nights in on your birthday, even though Joker always wanted to throw you the largest parties.
-Most times you would retire the normal action movie for a comedy movie, and the condo would quickly fill with the evil laughter of all three of you.
-Joker would still carry you to bed if you were to fall asleep on the couch, or in their bed, even when you were a teenager. He also would tuck you in and when you woke up, you always found a red lipstick shape on your head. It was proof of the rare affection your father would show.
-Harley always let you dye your hair crazy colors, and she would do your makeup and nails whenever she had free time.
-When you were 17 you became the new villain of Gotham. Of course your parents had no idea, and you never planned on them finding out.
-That was until your father ran into you while on a heist. His normal smile feel as he growled deeper then he ever had, “Car…now”
-When you got home your father called for Harley and told her everything. Harley just smiled and gave you a high five, for keeping up the family name. Joker was furious.
-So he accepted the fact that you were now a villain, and soon started inviting you on his heist,
-Even though both of your parents were certifiably insane, and the most wanted couple in Gotham, you would have wanted no one else in the city to be your parents.
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the best parts of the green day concert in dc last night
- A person in a pink bunny suit came out to hype up the crowd and then was dragged off by the legs. idk
- Bohemian Rhapsody blasting through the speakers before they took the stage, followed by Blitzkrieg Bop
- They opened with Know Your Enemy. Throwing some major shade at the orange man there.
- during Bang Bang, Billie yelled “I want you all to sing so loud that that son of a bitch in the White House can hear you!”
-a little speech from Billie about being tired of conspiracy theories and wanting the truth, and how people need to spread love and tolerance, not hate
- When Billie had the lights turned out during Holiday, he had the crowd chant “No Racism Zone! No Sexism Zone! No Homophobia! And No More Walls!”
- water guns and a tee shirt cannon
- “HEY-OOOOO” all night long
- 2 kids were brought up to sing and got to crowd surf. The guy who sang Longview absolutely killed it, and after Billie got the mic back, he exclaimed “You trying to steal my job?”
- Mike busted out some nice moves and legwork
- A 16 yr old girl was brought up to play guitar, and you could tell she was shy but Billie encouraged her and tried to make her comfortable onstage. She received a standing ovation and cheers and THEN SHE GOT TO KEEP THE GUITAR
- Billie had the people from Maryland, Virginia, and D.C. cheer separately to gauge how many people from each area there was and then yelled out “Wow, there are a lot of Maryland folks here” (which, hell yeah, that’s where I’m from)
- After that, he ran off stage and onto the floor area to sing and play which was hilarious to watch bc there was a bunch of people suddenly migrating over to him like chicks drawn to a mama bird, and the security guys kept going back and forth trying to get people give Billie some space and you could just tell they were really exasperated.
- kickass harmonica solo
-they played Burnout, which I got really excited about bc I really love that song and had practiced it the previous day along with concert staples just for fun, I didn’t expect them to actually play it
- “We all come from fucked up backgrounds, but when we come together like this, we can be fucked up together!”
-Tre sang the opening lines to shout while Billie played drums, and then skipped around the stage before going back to drums. Billie smacked his butt
- Billie pulled at a fucking kazoo while Jason played the saxophone
- little tribute to George Michael
- Billie had the crowd sing Hey Jude
- At the end of American Idiot, Billie yelled “FUCK YOU, DONALD TRUMP!!!”
- They played Jesus of Suburbia, fuck yeah
in short, it was an awesome night and I hope I remember it for as long as I live
geez after 373 thousand years of working on this, i *finally* got it to a point where I’m happy enough to call it done. My dad once suggested during an art block that i integrate Psych with Portal and Doctor Who, and it inspired me to crank this monster out. It’s no where near perfect, it could be a lot better, but here it be