Daryl doesn’t have a motorcycle helmet. The roads are slick. Shit happens.
Night was looming as black storm clouds gathered, spitting rain and lightning. Daryl rode ahead of the group leading them to the nearest town in hopes of finding suitable shelter. If it weren’t so close…
Am i the only one that realized that the line about “gettin’ kinda chubby” has a relation to the Grimm version of Repunzel?
When the Prince (not a thief) found the tower, he kept coming back to the tower, and ended up impregnating her….
and ‘Mother Gothel’ only realized what was happening when Repunzel starting to get chubby (or show her belly).
It’s ok buddy, you won.
Of course this occasionally happens; deer get their antlers locked in battle, and they can’t get them out. Sometimes they both die.
i’m still looking at this image and it’s so impressive to me
after this guy’s foe died (what do u think the interim was like) did he jsut drag around the carcass until the body fell off at the neck or what. did he go out of his way to behead it. whats the story here. i want to interview this deer
Imagine the rotting face of your enemy being permanently attached to your head.
this is totally metal
this deer is totally metal