Reblogged from blua



DON’T PANDER TO ME, KID. ONE TINY CRACK IN THE HULL AND OUR BLOOD BOILS IN THIRTEEN SECONDS. SOLAR FLARE MIGHT CROP UP, COOK US ALL IN OUR SEATS. AND WAIT ‘TIL YOU’RE SITTING PRETTY WITH A CASE OF ANDORIAN SHINGLES. SEE IF YOU’RE SO RELAXED WHEN YOUR EYEBALLS ARE BLEEDING.
owl saying “Your a wizard Harry”…
Me everyday
what.
Omfg.