Oh, you’re the best friend that I ever had I’ve been with you such a long time You’re my sunshine and I want you to know That my feelings are true I really love you Oh, you’re my best friend
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June 7th, 1942: Edward Hopper completes his best known painting, the seminal Nighthawks. When asked by a Chicago Tribute reporter about the philosophical meaning behind the diner having no clearly visible exits Hopper responded, “Shit. Fuck. I did it again. Goddamnit. Fuck. Not again. I did it again. Shit.” and slammed his hat on his leg.
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I fucking laughed so hard at this all artists are hilarious
Woodburning mini maps on cheapo wooden circles I found at Michaels. Maps on the front, compass rose on the back! They’re each about 2.5 inches in diameter and suuuper thin, but really fun to work with.
I love how this nerd has just been double-crossed, is facing inconvenient discorporation and the threat of paperwork! and he’s more worried about the fact that Crowley has changed/added to his name again
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With similar priorities, Crowley is more worried that Aziraphale might not like his name than the fact that 1) he’s on consecrated ground, 2) there’s a gun pointed at them, and 3) he knows a bomb is about to be dropped on their heads
And still in the middle of this situation, Aziraphale rushes to assure him that that’s not what he said! He’ll get used to it!
Don’t worry, my dear, I was just surprised! I hadn’t heard that you changed your name!
