Thank FUCKING GOD!
Oh my god.
the carrie diaries is seriously perfect
Desolate mid-Nemo supply run || Photo by @betzc
Elaine: Mr. Peterman.
[A boy cuts a piece of fruit in the background, Peterman scolds him in another language]
Elaine: You speak Burmese?
Peterman: No Elaine, that was gibberish. So did you have any trouble finding the place?
Elaine: No, you’re the only white poet warlord in the neighborhood.
Peterman: Are you an assassin?
Elaine: I work for your mail order catalog.
Peterman: You’re an errand girl, sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill.
Elaine: Well, actually I do have a bill here, if you could just sign this expense, I think I could still make the last fan boat out of here.
Peterman: I’d be happy to Elaine … but I will have to see this hat.
(via The Chicken Roaster)
(Source: hooddoggy, via frickyeah1990s)
(Source: ofhousebelcher, via hard-truths)
Oh, hai. I’m on the poster for Maine Roller Derby’s season opener, featuring the Calamity Janes (the team which I co-captain) and Bangor Roller Derby. Lookin’ a little bit like a tool, but iz cool, bb.