i do LOVE that the horses in rdr 2 do get scared all the time. i had Ajax hitched outside the market in Saint Denis and a trolley went by/lightly hit him and he took off at the speed of light, knocking over every pedestrian in his way as my virtual cowboy ran after him very nervously trying to get this 1000+ lb animal to calm down
When we were at the first camp in lemoyne i always hitched ajax at that post where lenny always would stand and read bc i liked to think they were good friends
i do LOVE that the horses in rdr 2 do get scared all the time. i had Ajax hitched outside the market in Saint Denis and a trolley went by/lightly hit him and he took off at the speed of light, knocking over every pedestrian in his way as my virtual cowboy ran after him very nervously trying to get this 1000+ lb animal to calm down
ughhh i keep eating foods that are objectively good but then something about the taste is so off putting that i get immediately nauseous and have to stop eating and then have like The Phantom Gag Reflex happen for days afterward bc i keep being reminded of the taste. am i dying!
you just know that after edward became a vampire and he was trying to grapple with the fact that he was a “monster” that he would go outside at night, see a mosquito or some shit, chuckle to himself and then say out loud “you know, you and i aren’t so different, pal” and then like fucking sob
idk how you guys can send anon hate, like i can’t even send a nice anon without being scared that i didn’t hit anon and now they know
im still so mad that they canonically reference and show gelding tongs in RDR 2 but literally every male horse in the game is a fully intact stallion. like why….why……it has to be some weird complex.
america’s tenderest home videos
remember when we swam in the pool when it was objectively too cold and there was an amazing bird couple that was in love and also we chatted tf up with some families sitting in the jacuzzi
yes!!!! the bird date….. also the instantaneous bond between chatty tourists in a hot tub is really truly bizarre its like modern day travelers in an inn. i assume that if a European saw that unfold they would have literally left the pool area out of fear bc they arent chatty cathys like we are
From Jane Caminos’ “That’s Ms Bulldyke to you, Charlie!” (Madwoman Press, 1992)