Since I feel really lucky to have lots of Broadway Memorabilia and some others aren’t as fortunate as I am since they haven’t been able to got to NYC or don’t have money to spend on Broadway items, I thought it’d be nice to do a giveaway!
1. No giveaway blogs
2. Must be following me (I’ll check)
3. Reblogs count, likes don’t
4. Can reblog more than once, but please don’t spam your followers
5. Will ship internationally
1. Wicked OBC playbill
2. Catch Me If You Can OBC playbill
3. If/Then, The Bridges of Madison County, and Les Mis playbills
4. 7 flyers
Giveaway ends 9-25-14
welcome to the 12th inning of a college baseball game
This one wins
asexual sirens getting real fuckin pissed about all these sailors interrupting choir rehearsal
sirens are already asexual they dont have sex with the men they kill them
well no wonder they kill them they keep interrupting choir rehearsal
okay but why don’t more people talk about Night at the Museum like
poc characters and people being portrayed by poc people
this movie is so good
and it has one of the funniest, best, most ridiculous friendships in movie history
and you have Robin Williams as Teddy Roosevelt I mean
and if all that didn’t convince you there’s also a t-Rex skeleton that plays fetch with one of its own ribs
This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said
“Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad)
I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.
You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.
This is sickening.
I went to a school like this when I was in grade six. My inhalers were locked up in the office, and I was having an attack. My memories are a bit foggy (I couldn’t breathe after all) but I recall my twin sister and somebody else wheeling me all the way to the office in a computer chair. Thankfully I was lucky and got my meds in time; I ended up off school for a week and a half recovering.
This shit is scary. Rescue inhalers should be on the person of the child who NEEDS them, and if they are too young then they should be with the caregiver. There is absolutely no excuse to keep RESCUE MEDICATIONS locked up away from the people who need them FAST.
how is this not illegal???
every 1st september we joke about getting ready for hogwarts to cover up the very real and very very deep scars of never getting our letters
who comes decides Who country who comes this to