a lil deku merchant
Wow. I literally put my hands together in awe of cuteness & whatnot, like I am some anime girl or something. But yeah, wow.
Wanna Win A Copy Of The Art of The Croods?
It’s easy! Titan Books is using this Tumblr as the middleman for hooking one lucky Croods fan up with a copy of the book. To enter, SIMPLY LIKE AND/OR RE-BLOG THIS POST. Do both, and that’s TWO ENTRIES! A winner will be randomly chosen Sunday night at 11:59pm. It could be you!
NOTE: Due to the large and heavy nature of this beautiful book, I can only ship to U.S. residents. Is this a subtle form of xenophobia, or a frank acknowledgement of my flailing country’s failed economy? YOU DECIDE.
Related: Book Review: The Art of The Croods
Joseph, age 6. It’s not exactly waking up he does when he hears the sound - one needs to be asleep to wake up and how is any kid supposed to sleep the night before Christmas Joseph’s been wondering for hours now. No, the sound from the living room only gives him the excuse to throw his covers off…
I did this last second for a contest that is being held by the Radio Brendoman Podcast.
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My name’s Quinn & I’m here to say/
Nintendo’s awesome, here’s what I play.
Donkey Kong Country always comes to mind/
It’s pretty hard but it’s never a grind.
Super Mario World has always been cool/
But DK’s the one I wrote about in school.
I showed creativity at a young age/
making up the word monkey-napped led to rage.
The teacher said I lied, sent me away/
“Monkeys can’t be kidnapped!!” is what she’d say.
Discarded, I packed my bags, toothbrush too/
with a plan that would make her eat her shoe.
I hoboed my way to the local shop/
security chased me with a knife, CHOP.
But I got away clean, stolen products in hand/
a Super Nintendo, & Donkey Kong Land.
It wasn’t long before I realized my mistake/
I was very upset, I threw the game in a lake!
It then flew out, & it turned yellow/
I made the face of an odd fellow.
The cartridge lost its sticker, gaining a bright sheen/
with a shape unlike anything else on the scene.
But I took it to school, so I could set it up/
the teacher arrived & I tied her to a cup.
I told her to play, & the game didn’t work/
for the rest of my days, in this cell I’ll lurk.
“Nintendo products are tough, survive hard falls/
drop em in the toilet, rub em on poop balls.”
This is what I read within NP/
but these were stinkin lies, how dare ye?
I did an art. Mixed mediuuh.
I did an art.
http://q27.deviantart.com/art/B-B-Nuevo-340366674
HELLO! David Malki and I have a treat for you this week! IT’S THIS STORY!!! We came up with a silly idea while driving back from a bachelor party and the bachelor decided that we needed to make something of it. So we did! David wrote the story and I drew the crap out of it. And it’s 12 pages long updating today, TOMORROW, and wrapping on on Wednesday (ie: HALLOWE’EN). So enjoy our tale, please!
When I try to make new friends.
i think the greatest part about this is that it doesn’t matter which chameleon you were referring to they’re both equally accurate
(via danielleorama)
cool arms, meta knight
While he does have arms, they are not usually this freakishly long.

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY