Kevin Was Like I Know Why I Learned French For Him But Why Are You Learning French For Him 👀

brotherzoned on national television 4 dead 37 injured

The all for the game books are wild because you spend like an entire weekend doing nothing but reading them to the point where you forget where you are and you go through everything from abuse to pet adoption from like 300 pages that costed a dollar.

i fear we all moved on from this too fast

there’s a lot of uncertainty in life, but you can always count on nora’s characters to drink an obscene amount of coffee and to toe their shoes on/off at any given opportunity

Nora in TFC: I’m going to invent a fictional drug and call it something silly like “cracker dust” so I don’t have to worry about researching real drugs or effects, and you can buy it in a silly way using crackers at a restaurant’s salad bar-

Nora in TGR: Jeremy Knox Did Cocaine And Bought Enough To Share With A Whole Party.

Kevin Day is like “Please don’t kill yourself we have Exy to play.” And it’s worked like 2 times for some reason

deleted my aftg blog in 2017 but im so feral for tgr that I’m back on tumblr.com

primarily hearing about the foxes and neil from the press genuinely made me feel fomo…. like i miss them bro also so much shit is going down over there too and i wanna knowwww

Neil not telling Kevin and Andrew that he flew to LA is so fucking in character for him but we also gotta remember that Wymack knew where Neil went, because Jean called him from the Thai restaurant, and apparently said nothing.

Kevin can be a queen all he wants, his dad still remains the King of Not My Business.

I think we as a community don't recognize how funny the first confrontation scene in The Foxhole Court is. Like we talk about how absolutely confused Kevin must have been and how the sudden language shift was wild and how Aaron and Nicky are just O.O over the quiet new kid losing his shit.

But Neil runs into the room (picking the lock with ease, mind you) guns blazing, threatens Kevin, calls him a slur and a "deadweight has-been", then turns and fucking runs. Like... doesn't even put up a pretense of a physical fight, just books it and slams the door closed like that's going to make a difference. The mental image of Neil Josten sprinting out the room like a thirteen year old who just pissed off his older sibling and is about to employ the kicking method is too good for us not to recognize.