Obi-Wan: Where The Fuck Did You Get A Lightsaber??

petting zoos are pretty fucking tight is it normal for a 21 year old to go to a petting zoo.

Acespec

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the empire has been getting real creative with its propaganda lately

A wholesome video if ever there was one :P I play dead with Chica and she mlems me back to life!

Color Guard pick up lines (feel free to add more if you know more)

You make my heart dropspin

I'll let you in my toaster

I'll strip for you

Are you a drum major? Cause I've been watching you all day.

I'll guard you with all my heart

Do you want to see me dance with my pole?

I read it at like 11:30 at night like an idiot, thinking it wasn’t going to be that bad and people were just being dramatic, and that’s how I ended up bawling my eyes out at 2 am. I swear to chuck, it’s like taking a semi going 50 mph to your emotions

imagine if cas was feeling lonely/sad in the bunker and listening to some sweet music on the radio and Dean woke up just to dance with him and make him happy

The Sections At 1 AM The Night Before A Competition

flutes/piccolos: asleep scattered across the floor of someone's bedroom wearing matching sweatpants.

clarinets: moodily playing pokémon

alto saxophones: all at walmart separately because they all think they're the ones responsible for treat bags and forgot until now. never see each other and each get like ten treat bags the next morning. confused but happy.

low reeds: finding more ways to hide dirty jokes on their section hoodies.

trumpets: practicing their "marching face" in the mirror to make it suitably focused and serious yet smoldering.

mellophones: trying to figure out how to attach a large sign to their instrument that says "it's a mellophone, not an exceptionally large trumpet." they are doomed to fail and the masses remain uneducated.

trombones: frantically trying to fix their instrument from attempting to pop to the box in their bedroom with the slide as far down as possible and slamming into the ceiling.

baritones/euphoniums: reflecting bitterly on all the times the tubas have upstaged them. vow to never let it happen again.

tubas/sousaphones: standing in front of a mirror trying to figure out precisely which angle at which to tip their beret to look the most roguish.

pit percussion: still loading their equipment on the band truck even though they started after school; one of them is missing for no reason.

drum line: performing a ritual sacrifice.

color guard: already doing their hair. still almost don't get done in time.

drum majors: practicing their salute 40,098 times, then making sure they don't "stand weird" while conducting.

OCTOBER IS NEXT WEEK