The twin terrors, the doubled trouble, the bonded boogeymen... Callsign "Potatoes" and Callsign "Molasses"
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tumblr has polls now so let’s settle this
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🎶 How the gentle wind beckons through the leaves, as autumn colors fall…🎶
Over The Garden Wall is my current hyperfixation and singing “Potatoes & Molasses” with my son is currently my greatest joy. 🍂
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I feel the need to ramble, so here I am
I just discovered Over The Garden Wall and OH MY LORD has it awoken something within me. That whole show feels likes a warm blanket being wrapped up around you while your drinking hot chocolate in a cabin in the woods. Deep within the woods. There's a sence of eerieness to it, but it isn't too disturbing in a sence that I can still watch it at night without feeling paranoid. And the soundtrack - oh, the soundtrack! It makes me sob in all honesty. Kind of like how the vast majority of In Case I Make It (but specifically White Noise) makes me cry. It's not a feeling of sadness, though. I can only describe it as warm. It's a weird feeling. Possibly nostalgic? I don't know. Whatever it is, I like it. It's the same feeling Gravity Falls gives to me. Just thinking about Gravity Falls makes me feel happy. Or I think it's happiness? I can't tell. Emotions are hard. Gravity Falls changed my life in one way or another. It was the first TV show I watched in it's entirty. Sometimes I wish I could thank everyone who's ever worked on that show because I don't know where I'd be without it.
I want to discuss that 'warm' feeling I've discussed earlier because I have no idea what it is. I think it's some sort of deja vu or nostalgia or something along the lines of that. It's annoying me that I can't describe it properly because I desperately crave answers. Well, whatever it is, I like it. That feeling usually only comes to me with these specific things: Kimya Dawson songs, some of Will Woods stuff, Over The Garden Wall, Gravity Falls and those stupid campfire songs that always end with the last word of a verse leading into the first word of a separate verse. I wish I had any sort of way to explain this feeling that does it justice, but I can't. All I know is that it makes me like living. It makes me think about the fact that out of everything I could've been, I'm me. And the thing is, this feeling almost never occurrs with my biggest interests.
I love liking things. I love the fact that I can name every HHN icon. I love the fact that I've learned and still am learning everything I can about The Director. I love the way I overlook literally the simplest metaphors in songs. I love being alive.
Thanks for reading this. Seriously, I hate the internet because it's mostly all negative stuff that just completely ruins any sort of good mood I get. And to you, random stranger. I hope everythings going well or okayish at the very least. You're still here and you should be proud of that. It's cheesy and an oversaid statement, but I don't care. You're aloud to be proud of yourself. Even if it's just getting out of bed, that's something you can say you did. Enjoy existing. You wouldn't be here if someone didn't need you.
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Deer in Over the Garden Wall, 2014
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When you and your coworker decide to try potatoes and molasses out of curiosity.
The verdict: that shit actually slaps.
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Drawtober prompt 3, devious dining :)
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Watching over the garden wall for the first time like "potatoes and molasses is such a cute and catchy song. It will never haunt me :) "
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Potatoes and molasses hits different<3
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Me, at the beginning of OTGW: *jauntily* 🎶oh potatoes and molasses, if you want some, oh, just ask us, they’re warm and soft like puppies and socks—🎶 aww, this song is so weird and cute!
Me, at the end of OTGW: *sobbing* 🎶oh potatus et molassus…si velis eis quaere a nobis…lenes et caldi…valuti catuli…potatus…et molasus…GROOOOOOW TINY SEED, YOU ARE CALLED TO THE TREEEEES—🎶 THIS IS SO CRUEL WHY
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Wishing to be a Pottsfield pumpkin right now.
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