Just Some Of My Mulder And Scully Head Cannons.

coping with being unable to go to any music festivals this year by drawing these men in cunty little festival outfits

happy “what i don’t often say is that i loved david the most” wednesday

What’s a stereotypical food from ur culture that u absolutely love.

i cant stop laughinf.....why does he sound like that

Davy: Let me make myself clear, I don’t like you.

Peter: Okay, then get off my lap.

Davy: …No.

small guy tall guy bit

well tell me, mr tv man, just where you make your moral stand?

reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

Mike: *preening in front of mirror* wow I need to trim these split ends!

Micky: guess we’ll have to go to the barber.

Mike: *taking off his hat to trim the puffball on the end* why would we do that?

When I forget to do something, I say “Fuck” in a specific tone of voice. Fuck is not a word I say by itself often (usually it’s in a phrase). Then, whenever I do say “fuck” again later that day or the next, I remember the other thing I forgot to do, which I can sometimes do right then, or sometimes I build up a list of things I forgot, but anyway the “Fuck” helps me remember them so I don’t go three months without having done whatever it is or forgot it existed.