have you ever shipped something so hard that you become irrationally happy and make a sound akin to steam escaping from a kettle everytime they so much as stand next to eachother
[grandma voice] back in my day, sonny, we called it “squeeing”.
why didn’t gandalf just carry the ring to mordor himself with these tongs
like i’m picturing him being really careful and looking at it and carrying it exactly like this while walking or riding through the woods and across rivers and up mountains and through valleys and he doesn’t drop it even once except at the very end where he tidily drops it into the volcano. frodo sam and the crew and even gollum wholly undisturbed. sauron can’t find him bc of the meditative aura surrounding him which is generated by his immense focus on not dropping it
okay i thought this was a joke but i googled it and Protestants are really out here using literal smoke machines and stage lights and lasers at church and other sects are mad as fuck about it. less arguing over papal supremacy and iconoclasm and more of this kind of shit please
Imagine a bee rn in a hive muttering “the beekeeper is not real because he is not intervening or helping me at all with this disastrous relationship I have with another bee”. now imagine that’s you talking about the good lord. now imagine a dog with a propeller hat on
Filing this in my memory right next to this thread:
