TUMBLR LOVE FOR EVERYONE!
YOU’RE MY 100TH FOLLOWER!
Here we have Susan, the tape dispenser. Susan is one of those scarily excitable people. She enjoys giving up the tape that makes up her body. If Susan were an Aztec, she would volunteer to be a sacrifice. She is a sly bastard.
Eddie the Stapler is always hungry. He just likes to nom on things, and his mouth is always open, ready to receive more food. He is also kind of angry all the time, because he is so hungry.
Stella the iHome loves to sing, and she is almost always doing just that. She has incredible range, and can emulate hundreds of singing styles, from punk rock to classical music.
This is Diablo the printer. He is an evil sonofabitch. Mostly because his scanner doesn’t work EVEN THOUGH EVERYTHING ELSE WORKS PERFECTLY FINE. Diablo is always there, behind your back, watching and biding his time until the moment is right. (To kill you)
Here we have Spork the spork, who is also evil. He is possibly a descendant of the orcs from Middle Earth. No one really knows.
This is Ramone. Ramone is just generally happy all of the time and enjoys shedding light into the Cave of Solitude.
Last but not least, we have Charles
Charles is an excitable nervous wreak. Everything sets him off into fits of muttering. This was probably brought on by the fact that the top half of his head is missing, and that his brain is exposed to the world.
He also does not like going into the microwave.
This has been a tour of the inanimate objects living in the Cave of Solitude!
Tune in next time for more nerdy artifacts.
It’s bigger on the inside.
Before introducing themselves, they compliment you on your Deathly Hallows earrings. And bounce up and down excitedly while doing so.
This is the most hilarious thing I’ve seen in a long time!
It’s a true story! I still can’t decide whether it was a win or a fail by my parents. (A small part of me is still frightened of the toilet. Especially when it flushes before you’re done)
When I was little, my parents wished to potty train me (as do most parents).
To accomplish this, they told me that there was a monster who lived in the toilet. And he really wanted to get out.
It was my mission to stop this. How? you may ask.
Quite simple - I had to poop and pee on said monster.
Needless to say, I was terrified of the toilet for years. But I still had to go.
BECAUSE I HAD TO STOP THE MONSTER FROM ESCAPING
You notice that there is no monster running about the Midwestern USA?
I need to write a paper, or something like that.
I’m going to buy all the pillows that Goodwill ever has
And line my apartment with them
And then, whenever I’m tired, I can just fall over and go to sleep