shipping someone who’s immortal with someone who’s mortal is the worst fucking thing ever
WE FACE THE GHOSTS WHEN OTHERS WILL NOT
WE’RE— GHOST! GHOSTFACERS!
STAY IN THE KITCHEN WHEN THE KITCHEN GETS HOT
WE FACE THE NIGHTMARE, WE FACE THE DREAD
WE FACE THE FACELESS—WE FACE THE DEAD!
IN THE HAUNTED NIGHT
LOOKING FOR THE FRIGHT OF OUR LIFE
WITH THE AFTER LIFE!
WHEN YOU TRIP AND FALL
INTO THE SUPER-NATUR-ALL
WE’RE WHO YOU’RE GONNA CALL
CAUSE WE FACE THEM ALL!
(I own no rights for this awesomeness)
you guys should talk to me or something, I’m real bored.
this is my favorite goofy pun ever, I have told it at least five times
I don’t care, fuck you
as you all know, saint patrick walked barefoot as an act of contrition, which made his feet rugged and blistered. he ate an ascetic’s diet, which made him weak and additionally gave him bad breath.
all of this made him
a super-calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis
oh my god