I know the future is bad for this ship. I’m still on board. I’m sailing the HMS Sharon/Brenda. I’m committed to going down with this ship! :) Even Duff knows that this ship is drydocked. Don’t care. The ship lives on in fanfiction. Forward, Ho!
Dude on left, shooting some off-camera person. Sorry man.
Dude in middle, shooting some office worker a floor above. Oops.
Dude on right, shooting dude on left. His shocked accidental follow up shot will probably blow off Sharon’s head. Hope that’s her last will and testament she just got done proofing in front of her.
Keep your finger straight and off the trigger until you’re ready to fire.
Sure, I know it’s just a goofy pic. But dammit. We keep visually printing ourselves to put fingers on triggers. What makes a gun go bang? Pulling the trigger. So if you play around with a ‘fake’ dangerously, guess what happens if you have to handle the real thing?
TNT has it right: BOOM.
fork you and you and you especially
It’s the heels. The heels get me every time.
She needs to do a period piece. Something somewhere 1920’s-1940’s.
She needs to do a period piece somewhere between my front door and my bedroom.
Messy, full volume sex hair. Yes, please.
Dr. Joe’s office is pretty cozy.
How can I Tumblr? So confuse.Thanks for the help savemysestra
and heaterxo I may not be quite smart enough for The Tumblr but I’m going to keep on torturing you all with my blog anyway. :)
Many appreciates for the help. Nana needs all she can get. Now, where’d I leave my teeth?