paper-mario-wiki:

the fake news: hey its snowing heavily, there are multiple wrecks on the highway next to your house and your area is in the orange and red in terms of danger

me: pff. yeah whatever bud. like thats going to stop me from getting my Cheese Burger

me 15 minutes later: *dead in a car crash with 15 french fries in my mouth*

(via not-the-conversation-starter)

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

polymascotfoamalate:

polymascotfoamalate:

polymascotfoamalate:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

aye can i get uh………ingredients on my burger

beetroot?

you want beetroot?

you want fucking beet root?

ingredience

(via not-the-conversation-starter)

sweetbabyraysgourmetsauces:

possessive-suggestions:

I can’t wait to sink my teeth into your throat, to taste the intimate iron of your blood.
I am yours, but more importantly, you are mine.

(via timurmurtazin)

Running Curse of Strahd

yourplayersaidwhat:

Druid, “What’s a Burgomaster?”

Blood mage, “He masters the Burg.”

Dm (Me), “Pretty much.”

(via maybeiwasserious)