I didn't get choked up at a stupid dragon movie, YOU got choked up at a stupid dragon movie, shuddup!













Also, am I the only one who noticed that the dragon-hunting dragons' tails were pretty much directly copied off of Draco's in the movie Dragonheart?

This is for someone I recently talked to, who did a nice thing for someone he doesn't even know after they tried to do a nice thing for him, because he needs this community to be supportive after he's been such an influence on it. If he sees this, he knows who he is.

Against the light, too strong, blow a fuse now
Everything bright, new songs, burning shoes
The look in your eyes! Break our bones into half!
Scream and shout and do laugh!

Inn um ermar, upp hryggjarsúluna
Yfir skóg, flæðir niður brekkuna
Allt upp í loft! Ég mun aldrei gleyma!
Því ég mun aldrei!

Hleypur um, rífur, leysir flækjurnar
(Upp með rótum) Með blik í augum!
Stórmerki, undur, brjótum bein í sundur!

Stay close to me
Count one, two and three
Up in through your sleeves
Right beyond the trees
Show you how you'll be

Stay close to me
Count one, two and three
Up in through your sleeves
Bursting through the seams
Open your eyes and see - You'll see

7:30 am, February twenty-fourth. Entering town of Twin Peaks. Five miles south of the Canadian border, twelve miles west of the state line. Never seen so many trees in my life. As W.C. Fields would say, I'd rather be here than Philadelphia. It's fifty-four degrees on a slightly overcast day. Weatherman said rain. If you could get paid that kind of money for being wrong sixty percent of the time it'd beat working. Mileage is 79,345, gauge is on reserve, I'm riding on fumes here, I've got to tank up when I get into town. Remind me to tell you how much that is. Lunch was $6.31 at the Lamplighter Inn. That's on Highway Two near Lewis Fork. That was a tuna fish sandwich on whole wheat, a slice of cherry pie and a cup of coffee. Damn good food. Diane, if you ever get up this way, that cherry pie is worth a stop.

You know the drill.

Sup y'all! Ask away. :3

So yeah, it's Wednesday but I haven't done one of these in a while. So ask away if you wanna.

"We stand on a lonely, windswept point on the northern shore of France. The air is soft, but 40 years ago at this moment, the air was dense with smoke and the cries of men, and the air was filled with the crack of rifle fire and the roar of cannon. At dawn, on the morning of the 6th of June, 1944, 225 Rangers jumped off the British landing craft and ran to the bottom of these cliffs. Their mission was one of the most difficult and daring of the invasion: to climb these sheer and desolate cliffs and take out the enemy guns. The Allies had been told that some of the mightiest of these guns were here and they would be trained on the beaches to stop the Allied advance.

The Rangers looked up and saw the enemy soldiers—the edge of the cliffs shooting down at them with machine guns and throwing grenades. And the American Rangers began to climb. They shot rope ladders over the face of these cliffs and began to pull themselves up. When one Ranger fell, another would take his place. When one rope was cut, a Ranger would grab another and begin his climb again. They climbed, shot back, and held their footing. Soon, one by one, the Rangers pulled themselves over the top, and in seizing the firm land at the top of these cliffs, they began to seize back the continent of Europe. Two hundred and twenty-five came here. After two days of fighting, only ninety could still bear arms.

These are the boys of Pointe du Hoc. These are the men who took the cliffs. These are the champions who helped free a continent. These are the heroes who helped end a war."

~~ Pres. Ronald Reagan at Pointe du Hoc, 6 June, 1984.

"A world of Endless Wonder..."

;_;

I'm now a college graduate! TIME TO GET BONED BY THE REAL WORLD!

So hey. It's been a week since FWA and I gotta say, I'm a helluva lot more drained than I was last year. I'd be back up there in a heartbeat if I could, but... damn, this week has been a long one.

And despite it not being Tuesday, I'm opening up the floor for TMI because I don't have the ability to get drunk and do something crazy with y'all other fuzzbutts. :D

Do something!



ANYTHING!



EVERYTHING!

Hot DAMN but it was fun, though. I've decided Imma try to do a partial suit sometime in the future, except for my lion side instead of my wolf side. I figure it'll help with shyness. Anyways, it was all kinds of fun and far less terrifying than last year and I'm looking forward to next year.

Oh and Happy Hunger Games, bitches.

LEO NO!

I'm irritated. Three guesses why.

I stole this from people. And I'm not gonna give it back.

What is your real name?
Sean

How tall are you?
5' 11"

What's your natural hair color?
Dark brown

What's your eye color?
Dark brown with dark green around the edges

What's your orientation?
Gayer than a big ol' tangerine on Mardi Gras.

Are you single, taken or undecided?
Taken

What do you do in your spare time?
I read a lot, watch TV, play video games, and fuck my man.

What's your job or occupation?
Uni student. But I'm gonna be the next Supreme.

What do you like about yourself?
I have a great imagination. I'm a pretty hard worker when I'm motivated. And I have a particularly delightful set of tackle in my pants.

What do you dislike about yourself?
Plenty of stuff.

What did your friends notice about you when they first met you?
I don't know. I don't have many.

What is your belief/religion if you believe in anything at all?
I'm a pagan bastard. And the next Supreme.

Do you drink?
When I can afford it.

Do you smoke?
Fuck. No.

What are your major fears?
Telling people what you fear leads to bad juju. But I hate bugs and creepy-crawlie things.

Do you have any dreams or goals?
I dunno.

Have you ever had a crush or an ex?
Mmhmm.

Who's your best buddy?
Ookamibito

What's your favorite dish?
Meatloaf. And German food.

What's your favorite drink?
Root beer and cream soda, for nonalcoholic. For blindingly boozy, I call it a Dirty Wolf. Ask me for the recipe.

What's your favorite color?
Black, grey, and silver.

If you had a superpower, what would it be?
Elemental abilities that give me power over water, air, and light.

What's your favorite movie?
"Twenty-Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" (1954)

What's your least favorite food?
I hate all unwanted foods equally.

What do you drive and what would you really like to drive?
I drive nothing. I hope to get a 2014 Dodge Challenger. And my dream car is a Rolls-Royce Phantom II "Continental" Sports Saloon in dark silver.

What is your most disliked bug?
Every. Damn. One. Except for butterflies and moths. Those are pleasant.

What pet peeves do you have?
I hate everyone equally. Just don't get on my nerves and we'll be fine. And don't be a jerk. Don't act a damn fool, either. And shut the goddamn door when it's 90 degrees outside.

What do you dislike in life?
Do you really want to know that? I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.

What do you love in life?
To crush my enemies, to see them driven before me, and to hear the lamentations of their women. Also my boyfriend, good food, mountains of books, and my steel.

Drowning is my third favorite way to die...

















But they are all good~

"Mr. Vice President, Mr. Speaker, members of the Senate and the House of Representatives: Yesterday, December 7th, 1941 — a date which will live in infamy — the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.

The United States was at peace with that nation, and, at the solicitation of Japan, was still in conversation with its Government and its Emperor looking toward the maintenance of peace in the Pacific. Indeed, one hour after Japanese air squadrons had commenced bombing in the American island of Oahu, the Japanese Ambassador to the United States and his colleague delivered to our Secretary of State a formal reply to a recent American message. And while this reply stated that it seemed useless to continue the existing diplomatic negotiations, it contained no threat or hint of war or of armed attack.

[...]

Japan has, therefore, undertaken a surprise offensive extending throughout the Pacific area. The facts of yesterday and today speak for themselves. The people of the United States have already formed their opinions and well understand the implications to the very life and safety of our nation.

As Commander-in-Chief of the Army and Navy, I have directed that all measures be taken for our defense.

But always will our whole nation remember the character of the onslaught against us. No matter how long it may take us to overcome this premeditated invasion, the American people in their righteous might will win through to absolute victory.

I believe that I interpret the will of the Congress and of the people when I assert that we will not only defend ourselves to the uttermost but will make it very certain that this form of treachery shall never again endanger us.

Hostilities exist. There is no blinking at the fact that our people, our territory and our interests are in grave danger.

With confidence in our armed forces—with the unbounding determination of our people—we will gain the inevitable triumph—so help us God.

I ask that the Congress declare that since the unprovoked and dastardly attack by Japan on Sunday, December 7th, 1941, a state of war has existed between the United States and the Japanese Empire."

I propose we start this and post a favorite picture of an anthro dick, by any artist, on Mondays. Who agrees?

Hi everyone. I feel like shit. How 'bout you?

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old,
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

~~ Laurence Binyon, 1914

"NOW this is the Law of the Jungle--as old and as true as the sky;
And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die.

As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back--
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.

When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, and neither will go from the trail,
Lie down till the leaders have spoken--it may be fair words shall prevail.

When ye fight with a Wolf of the Pack, ye must fight him alone and afar,
Lest others take part in the quarrel and the Pack be diminished by war.

The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, and where he has made him his home,
Not even the Head Wolf may enter, not even the Council may come.

The Kill of the Pack is the meat of the Pack. Ye must eat where it lies;
And no one may carry away of that meat to his lair, or he dies.

The Kill of the Wolf is the meat of the Wolf. He may do what he will,
But, till he has given permission, the Pack may not eat of that Kill.

Because of his age and his cunning, because of his gripe and his paw,
In all that the Law leaveth open, the word of the Head Wolf is Law.

Now these are the Laws of the Jungle, and many and mighty are they;
But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and the hump is--Obey!"

So yeah, it's not Tuesday yet but I figured I'd post one of these for fun.

Upon that night, when fairies light,
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;
Or for Colean the rout is ta'en,
Beneath the moon's pale beams;
There, up the Cove, to stray an' rove,
Amang the rocks and streams
To sport that night;

Amang the bonie winding banks,
Where Doon rins, wimplin, clear;
Where Bruce ance rul'd the martial ranks,
An' shook his Carrick spear;
Some merry, friendly, countra-folks
Together did convene,
To burn their nits, an' pou their stocks,
An' haud their Halloween
Fu' blythe that night.

~~ From "Halloween" by Robert Burns

... dogs, bitches, and assorted alternate descriptors?