I’ve been spending a lot of time on this guy here. He’s super fun to write. Offensive as all get out, and pretty weird, but he’s charming in his own right. He’s the title character of John Dies at the End, if you’re familiar with it. Movie-verse for now since I’m not done reading yet (I’ve been super busy and reading is going slower than it usually does)

outofcookies: 

OH GOD I MEANT JOHN DIES AT THE END DAVE AND JOHN WE’RE NOT HOMESTUCKS UWJKNRGJVUJSFBUHJK

outofcookies: 

Dean mun and I made Dave and John blogs (respectively). This is a mistake, isn’t it?

moderndayxwarrior:

Oh? That’s strange, ‘cause, uh, I was pretty certain it was thanks my attentive nature. And the fact that you had me do all the tough crap.

Are you kidding? I did almost everything!

(Source: flockleadermaxride)

I think we all know the reason they came out well.

Because I’m the coolest? Yeah, I agree. Thanks, Dean.

geneticallyengineered:

Yeah, I did and I’m surprised they haven’t set anything on fire yet.

No but Max did flick flour in Dean’s face and Max flung some cookie dough onto herself with the electric mixer with Dean screaming gIVE IT TO ME PUT IT DOWN MAX JUST LET ME DO IT and her screaming back NO I GOT IT I CAN DO IT LEAVE ME ALONE

Finished cookies! Gorgeous, huh? They’re good, too. Clear vanilla notes, the chips aren’t too sweet. Not bad, considering I was involved.

thisgingerisback:

One of two fake abortion clinics on the same street as the REAL center, the EMW’s Women Center here in downtown Louisville. This one is right next door to the actual clinic and this place is seriously a nightmarish hell-hole for any unsuspecting women tricked by the anti’s. They assure you this this the abortion clinic, they get you inside, and then offer you food and drink—which of course, means that once you realize your mistake, you can’t run next door and catch your actual appointment, since you need to fast.

Women have come out of this building crying, and on a few rare occasions, without their pants. They take you to a back room for an ultrasound, have you remove your pants, and then begin lecturing you on the sins of aborting. They do not give you back your pants until you have listened, and a few women tricked this far refused to listen and stormed out furious, ashamed, and in their underwear.

This is the anti-choice agenda—lying, tricking, shaming, and embarrassing women to the brink of hysterics in hopes that she carry the pregnancy to term. Forcing her, through lies and manipulation, to do with her body what THEY want, not what is best for her.

There is no “choice” at the Louisville “Women’s Choice” clinics. Just abuse, shame, and bigots who would rather undress a woman to make her feel vulnerable and then explain how awful of a person she is than let her make HER. CHOICE.

(Source: thisgingerisrad)