the little rock

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Yesterday Christie was swarmed with fans and I screamed as loud as I could “Christie Pearce!” She immediately stopped and turned around, giving me the biggest smile when she realized who was yelling her name.
Once we got through all the fans around her she gave me the biggest hug. We rocked a little bit because we were hugging so tight.
She pulled back and thanked me for traveling all that way when they played like shit. I stopped her and told her that she is not to apologize and that she did not play like shit. I told her that I couldn’t let her go in without a picture so we moved away from the people and sun to take one on a small hill.
We talked about how I’ll be at the Orlando game next month and I once again assured her that she had a fantastic game.

I feel like I can’t even put into words how amazing she is a as a person and how incredibly lucky I feel. People talk about how great their favorite athlete is all the time. But my favorite is truly great. She’s truly special and just such a fantastic human being.

  • Psychic: *reads my mind*
  • Me: Veronica! OpEn ThE- OpEn ThE dOoR pLeAsE! vErOnIcA, oPeN tHe DoOr-WhY dO yOu WrItE lIkE yOu'Re RuNnInG oUt Of TiMe-oMiGoD oH mY gOd YoU gUyS lOoKs LiKe ElLe'S gOnNa WiN tHe PrIzE-pOpUlAr YoU'Re GoNnA bE pOpUlAr I'lL tEaCh YoU tHe PrOpEr PoIsE-lEt yOuR FrEaK FlAg WaVe LeT yOuR fReAk FlAg FlY-GOOD MORNING BALTIMORE-wHat TiMe iS iT? sUmMeR tImE-SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS-i'M fLyInG FLYING FLYING FLYING-wHeN tHe WoRlD hAs ScReWeD yOu AnD cRuShEd YoU iN iTs FiSt-tHe PhAnToM oF tHe OPERAAAA-BIGGEST PLAIN FOOL IN THE JUNGLE OF NOOL-GREASE LIGHTNING-lItTlE sHoP lItTlE ShOp Of HorRor-ANYTHING GOES!! *endless loop*
  • Psychic: WTF

Wyverns, witches and rock ‘n’ roll!

I think being born with a passion for musicals whilst being given no ability to execute them yourself in any creative form whatsoever is a worser fate than mouth herpes.

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It was an idea I had, I think, when I was flying from L.A. to somewhere. I thought it would be nice to lose our identities, to submerge ourselves in the persona of a fake group. We would make up all the culture around it and collect all our heroes in one place. So I thought, A typical stupid-sounding name for a Dr. Hook’s Medicine Show and Traveling Circus kind of thing would be ‘Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.’ Just a word game, really.”

—Paul McCartney, 1984

what does your amortentia smell like: teddy

Professor: Now, Teddy, it is your turn, pick up the potion and give it a big sniff, there you go!

Teddy: *instantly realizes what it smells of and panics*

Extra-Punk-Rock Teddy: *clears his throat* It’s uhm like

Extra-Punk-Rock Teddy: …and leather and beer and rock concerts-