bitty’s number is 15 because jack is supposed to be like a fake sidney crosby and crosby’s number is 87. 8+7=15
ollie and wicks have been dead the whole time and will be taking hold of the attic with mandy and jenny after graduation
the reason dex is so fucking stressed all the time is because he’s hiding his secret identity as a wizard (weasley cousin) and if he fixes things TOO well people will find out
señor bun is a guardian spirit and, if bitty is ever in serious danger, will expand to his true twelve foot tall form and rain hellfire upon those who dare attempt to harm his caretaker
farmer is secretly 320009 bees in a trench coat and the reason chowder says he’s dating her is because he’s an epa agent on a mission to save the bees
the lax bros don’t actually exist and are a collective hallucination caused by shitty hotboxing the entire haus for four years straight
jack has a peanut allergy but he doesn’t want to mess with the traditional pb&j so he just fucking suffers every game day
chowder is secretly half-merman which is why he loves sharks so much
while we’re at it nursey is also semi-secretly a wood nymph (the leaves bitch!!!) so actually all three frogs are magical
there was another d man ransom and holster’s freshman year and holster fucking ATE him
Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12. After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine, and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys, five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses, walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these shapes.
Percy Bysshe Shelley on the lifestyle of Lord Byron (via timemarauder)
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