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Narn i hin hurin: I can’t help but feel so bad for Turin.
Like, someone could ask Turin “Would you like some fries with that burger?” and like most people he’ll say “yeah sure” and then some elf will be like “NO I DON’T THINK THAT’S A GOOD IDEA BRO THESE FRIES ARE WACK” and he’ll get them anyways because they’re fucking fries for fucks sake but destiny will come out of nowhere and go “WELL THAT WAS THE WRONG CHOICE MOTHERFUCKER HA HA HA NOW YOU WILL SUFFER” then a bigass dragon comes out of the bowels of the earth like “TURIN LIKES FRIES FUCK THAT MISERABLE BASTARD I’M GOING ON A PERSONAL VENDETTA MISSION AGAINST HIM BECAUSE ALSO I HATE HIS DAD” and pulls an Oldboy on him and half his family dies and all his friends and their girlfriends die and centuries-old civilizations are razed to the ground.
Every choice Turin makes is the bad choice.
two nice guys, friendzoned by their fair ladies, retreat to a mountain to find class, instead… they find each other. together, in each others’ presence… they are euphoric.
bronyback mountain. coming to a cinema near you