“mcavoys: #EXHIBIT A: WHO’S THE FUN DAD”
You’re not alone.
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT
WHO DID THE THING
OOOOOH LAWD HAMMERCY
I’d just like to say how lovely it is to be back in California. I feel safe here now you’ve got rid of Proposition 8.
To be completely honest, I don’t remember much about the 1970s. I can’t tell if it was because of my love of recreationally imbibing laudanum or if it was because I was inexplicably a part of some time traveling hoo-ha jamboree.
The thing about time travel is that there’s no way to know how often you’ve done it. Or if you’ve done it. It’s like sex like that.
Anyway, what little I can recall of the 70s now involves Charles somehow learning to walk again. He was a very smug bipedal and he wore his facial hair like Jesus. You know Jesus, right? He’s a drug dealer down on Santa Monica boulevard. Jesus knew how to make laudanum that made me feel like I could fly and so I decided to teach myself how to fly without it. I’m determined like that.
The 1970s were also about neckerchiefs. There was a little boutique called JC Penneys in suburban Sedona that sold neckerchiefs for only $3. I often think about JC Penneys. Men need neckerchiefs like butterflies need wings: without them we are but worms.
—p. 17, Volume 5, The Autobiography of Magneto X, by Erik Lensherr
possibly the best thing ever written.
lol for @ilovemyvices
“We’re brothers, you and I.”
omgggg mcfassy + trading places reference = is this real life?