put the butter down, motherfucker let me and my wife go.
How I ended a game of 20 questions in 3:
Me: “Is it a man?”
Brendang: “Yes.”
Me: “Is he an actor?”
Brendang: “Yes.”
Me: “Is he still alive?”
Brendang: “Shit…I’m not sure.”
Me: “Gene Wilder.”
Brendang: “You asshole.”
In case anyone still isn’t sure, today’s his birthday.
See, I keep thinking Sam Neill is dead, but he isn’t.
"The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are things you get ashamed of, because words make them smaller. When they were in your head they were limitless; but when they come out they seem to be no bigger than normal things. But that’s not all. The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried; they are clues that could guide your enemies to a prize they would love to steal. It’s hard and painful for you to talk about these things … and then people just look at you strangely. They haven’t understood what you’ve said at all, or why you almost cried while you were saying it."
Stephen King, The Body (via kmemerson)
Wise Fox by Aimee Stewart - for sale here
You’re gonna carry that weight.
