Really Gina! My Pokégear is impressive. That is what is impressive. My Pokégear. Gina here thinks that my Pokégear is what is impressive
Did you hear that, Lugia, Guardian of the Seas? Gina says my Pokégear is impressive
Really Gina! My Pokégear is impressive. That is what is impressive. My Pokégear. Gina here thinks that my Pokégear is what is impressive
Did you hear that, Lugia, Guardian of the Seas? Gina says my Pokégear is impressive
You know what I find interesting? How I Met Your Mother just like… disappeared from culture after the finale aired. Like sure you might still hear the odd, “Challenge accepted” or use that gif of Marshall hugging the pillow as a reaction image, but no one really uses the phrases in vernacular, no one talks about the episodes.
And I think it has to do with the fact that the finale betrayed fans badly.
Take Friends for instance. It still is a lasting cultural thing. I think we can all agree now in hindsight, that Ross is an absolute douchecanoe, but at the time, the majority of fans wanted Ross and Rachel to get together because it had been this thing that the show had told us through cues was MEANT to be.
In HIMYM, the entire show was predicated on MEETING the Mother, and we had ruled out that Robin wasn’t the Mother. More than that, they had shown us that Barney and Robin were actually perfect for each other. They had spent episodes and seasons redeeming Barney, and softening Robin and showing us why they were meant to be. And to see BOTH of those relationships forced apart for a series finale that they had written all the way back in season 1 that didn’t make any sense for the story they eventually told, was damning for the show’s legacy in culture.
I firmly believe that writers should be able to write the story they want, and if you want to listen to constructive criticism or do a little fan service along the way then great, but when you get to the finale? That right there is 100% for the fans. The finale is when you let go of the story completely. The finale is a love letter to the people who made your show continue for as long as it did. Good finales are why shows survive.
When you’re writing a work-in-progress, sometimes you have to abandon your original plan. Let that be a lesson.
This.
But, also, they actually succeeded with the Mother. I thought that ‘The Mother’ would never be able up to the hype and mythologizing Ted did, but y’know what?
Tracy McConnell lived up to the hype and more, and had amazing chemistry with Ted. And instead of writing towards the characters and the amazing performance on screen the showrunners force an ending they planned from almost a decade before.
HIMYM is also very much a lesson of listening to the characters and, if you’re writing for actors, to the truth of the chemistry that’s in front of them.
Another crucial lesson? Endings are important because if you botch that up, everything you did before that will just disappear into the ether of annoyance and anger.
I think the worst thing was they made us fall in love with Tracy and went ‘welp, she dies at the end’ which to me canceled out her value as a fleshed out character – which is an amazing feat in of itself with the number of episodes she was in – and turned her into this plot device that was brought into existence to give ted the kids he wanted so he can end up with ‘the love of his life’, Robin who never wanted kids.
See, now I refuse to accept the finale as cannon, specifically because they set everything up and then gave us this so out of left field ending that had no basis in the story.
But I also doubt that this was the originally planned episode - my friend and I both view it as a way to appease two sides of the fandom: those who wanted Ted and Robin to be together, and those who wanted Barney and Robin to be together. We thought it was meant to cater to everyone in the fandom instead of actually giving the series the ending it deserved.
I see many Winnie the Poohs at the hospital (aka Winnie aka Pooh aka Pooh Bear), as you may guess. Many look like this, a bit flat and with small wounds, designed to have a removable shirt:

They come for spas:

New hearts and stuffing:


And plumping up so they have a proper belly again:


Sometimes they look like this:

A bit more loved… or as his person said, in more “desperate condition”.
He also had a spa (not everyone does):

As you may’ve noticed, he needed a new nose and there were several options:



His heart had a pooh on it as well as some magic from a heffalump:


And after a bit of arm and smile surgery, soon he was healthy and ready to fly home:


His person wrote “He looks wonderful!”
The final Pooh I’m going to show you today just flew home yesterday. He is always called Pooh Bear. He is 14 years old and showed every year of hugs.
Here are the photos his person’s mom sent for diagnosis:


As you can see, Pooh Bear was a bit flat and a bit gray. He came in for a spa:

Got new stuffing and a magical Heffalump heart to preserve a bit of his original stuffing:




And finally was clean and plump and fluffy and ready to fly home:


He could even sit on his own! His people said his chubbiness was perfect and as I said, he flew home yesterday!
this blog is singlehandedly curing my depression







But wait, there’s more!
Watch the transitions from book to Dreamworks movie.












I’m going back to bed
You got me with the Prince of Egypt one.
I LOST IT with the Bee Movie one.
2008 was a better time…
That one time the whole nation got rickrolled but no one was mad about it bless
OH YES this was BEAUTIFUL
Happy 8-year anniversary to the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade that got Rickrolled
This legendary event happened 10 years ago now!
The best part: “I LOVE RICKROLLING!”
Owls confirmed to be the creepiest birds ever. LOOK AT THE FUCKING THINGS. If you fail to notice the one on the left fucking SWALLOWING a rat, then you have the dude singing some satanic chant or something next to him, and then you have those two other fucking psychos synchronized to make you feel creeped the fuck out with their soulless dance of FUCKING DOOM.
I really am tempted to reblog this every time it’s on my dash. That description is one of the best things on the internet.
Yeahhhh, I want this on my blog again.
OMG MY FAVORITE TUMBLR POST EVER IT’S FINALLY BACK YAY!
Here, have another of my all-time favorite Tumblr posts.
We were just discussing this again and I had to reblog it again because IT IS MY FAVORITE
I’m permanently traumatized that you introduced me to this over lunch, EGT.
::bows with a flourish::
There’s a gif out there of some people reenacting this that makes me laugh til I puke every damn time.
The gif recreation is my favorite.
OH GOD NO… I’M DYING!
Santa is on strike due to global warming. All presents this year will be delivered by Sasha the Christmas Tiger. Milk and cookies may not be sufficient.
“MUST BRING PRESENTS TO GOOD CHILDREN”
“Yes good”
“AND EAT THE BAD ONES”
“Wait no”
“EAT THEM”
“sasha no”
@burstofhope the Christmas tiger is watching
She is making a list
It is not easy with her paws but she is making it


shes almost here
Okay fine this is the ONE Christmas thing I will reblog before Thanksgiving BUT THAT’S IT
SASHA’S BACK ON MY DASH!
Y’all better behave, you have two months
You better watch out
You better watch out
The way in the last half a second it starts walking and you can hear his scream really ties this video together
literally frightened me
this EXUDES new york
IT LOOKS LIKE
IT LOOKS LIKE GRANDMA
BLINK MOTHERFUCKER
…
AHHH
I haven’t stopped laughing, actually dying send help