Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…
These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
- Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”
next time jorah
CG: I DIDN’T CHOOSE THE THUG LIFE, THE THUG LIFE CHOSE ME #REDBLOODSWAG #YOLO
oh karkat honey no
okay I actually laughed out loud at this.
i made a thing
helpful as fuck
Are you a teacher because you should be one
This is really funny but is also really true. Take it from a gal who wrote many a paper in her day.
Let’s see here, we got slash, crack, lemon, lime, PWP, fluff, angst, AU. Seriously, it’s like some sort of shady fanfic underground.
Hitting up the alleyways trading doujin in paperbags.
man I can never get a strong enough hit of doujin no matter how many I buy.
but I mean hey, they got Willow to replace him, what could go wrong?
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hay guys I wrote my fic