Juvenile Black-Tailed Jackrabbit (via desertsirena)
BIG
FOCKING
“What’s the password?”
“Is it… is it ‘dog’?”
*muffled meeting behind door*
“You may enter.”
when you can sense a Mood incoming and feel like a farmer standing in a field looking out at the horizon as the storm approaches like “looks like it’s gonna be a bad one, boys”
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