#this was released in 1993

[agentorange87]

Favourite Depeche Mode Videos - I Feel You - 27/∞ (released on February 15th, 1993)

#Depeche Mode #I Feel You #Dave Gahan #Martin Gore #Alan Wilder #Andrew Fletcher #giffedbyme #DMVid #Songs of Faith and Devotion #1993 #Anton Corbijn #What a better time to gif this than its release date #And to come back to this series #Iconic

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Nirvana - All Apologies

#Nirvana #In Utero #All Apologies #Format: #Vinyl #LP #Album #Released: #1993 #Grunge #alternative rock #USA

[ebongawk]

"Baby, baby, baby," Eddie practically shouted as he kicked his way into the apartment. Chrissy jumped from her curled up position on the couch, the book in her hands nearly launched across the room.

"Oh, my God," she laughed breathlessly, laying a hand over her heart. "Eddie, Jesus."

"Sorry," he said, not sounding particularly apologetic at all. "But you will never guess what I found at the store!"

He was holding up a paper grocery sack like it was a trophy, having dropped three other sacks when he barged in, and Chrissy's eyes darted between it and him incredulously.

"Groceries."

"Har, har." The grin still stretched over his cheeks made his sarcastic laughter almost genuine. "No. Well. Yes, but." With a flourish, he tore the paper bag away, revealing another plastic bag beneath. Chrissy blinked at it.

"Chicken nuggets?"

"Dinosaur chicken nuggets!" he shouted, evidently very pleased with his discovery. "The most epically childish thing in existence! One hit of these is guaranteed nostalgia!"

Pursing her lips around a grin, Chrissy shrugged. "I've never had them before."

Eddie looked at her for a long moment. The expression he wore when he wanted to wrap her up in a blanket and coddle her, which slipped into his eyes every time she admitted something sordid about her own childhood.

Instead, he just grinned, his eyes twinkling.

"Oh, sweetheart. You're in for a treat."

...

Two hours later, the oven was just finished baking their costumed chicken.

Eddie and Chrissy were also just finished baking.

She was sitting on the couch again, relaxed and riding the buzz of their shared joint as Eddie set a plate piled high with nuggets on the coffee table. Adorned on either side by ranch dressing, buffalo sauce, and barbecue sauce, he traipsed across the living room to load Predator into the VCR and plop down beside her.

"Dig in, sweetness," Eddie said, easy smile and red-rimmed eyes half-focused as he fast-forwarded through the movie previews. Chrissy leaned forward, plucking the nugget off the top as Eddie grabbed a couple and dipped them into various sauces.

Chrissy stared at the little nugget in her hand.

It was clearly a stegosaurus. The ridges on its back like fish scales and the curve of its spine made it easy to identify. It was ridiculous, how some tiny fried piece of chicken could take on the form of another animal, wasn't it? Even if that animal had been extinct for millions and millions of years. And the stegosaurus would never know that humans created a little snack to emulate its visage. They would never know that humans existed at all.

"Chrissy?" Eddie asked, his mouth half-full of her little stegosaurus's friends. "Baby, what's wrong?"

Her eyes suddenly blurred, and Chrissy let out a hitched breath.

"Oh. Shit. Sweetness." She could feel Eddie's hands on her shoulders, trying to turn her body toward him as she held that tiny little chicken nugget in her palm. Staring at his grainy little body even if she couldn't see him. "Baby, are you okay? Are you having trouble with this kind of food right now? I could make–– Well. Uh. I don't know if I can make anything, but––"

"He's just––" She broke off with another sob, thrusting her hands toward where she assumed Eddie's face was to show him the stegosaurus. "He's just so cute, Eddie! Look at him!"

She couldn't see Eddie through her tears, but she felt his hands squeeze her shoulders once, then twice, as she ran her fingertip over the tiny breadcrumb ridges of the stegosaurus's spine.

"Chrissy––"

"He doesn't even know that he's edible!" she cried. "He's just trying to live his little dinosaur life and be adorable!"

Eddie laughed, bodily pulling her into his arms until she was tucked up against his chest.

"Oh, baby girl," he cooed, rocking her back and forth. "He is pretty cute, isn't he?"

"Yes," she pouted. "He's just–– He's just a baby, Eddie! I can't eat him!"

"He's an herbivore, y'know? He was gonna get eaten in the Jurassic period too. You're just playing your part in the circle of life."

"I'm not a t-rex!" Chrissy retorted, unable to keep from crying harder. "And h-he doesn't deserve that! He's too cute!"

Eddie's laughter rumbled against her, bubbling up from his chest and tucked into her hair. Affronted, Chrissy looked up at him.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"No, princess, no," he said quickly, his nose scrunched up in humor. "No, it's just–– Baby, he's just a nugget. He's not even a real stegosaurus."

"I don't care," she huffed around her own laugh, looking down at the little nugget in her hand. The tears had begun to dry on her cheeks, and she nuzzled into Eddie's chest as she continued holding the stegosaurus close.

"You're literally too adorable for words, Cunningham." She felt the tell-tale sign of lips pressed against her crown as Eddie slowly stroked his fingers up and down her spine. After a moment, he let out a long sigh. "Should I put our reptilian friends away and order a pizza instead?"

"Yes," Chrissy replied, still pouting a little. "We can't eat them, Eddie, they're just babies."

A finger came up beneath her chin, gently tilting her head back until she had to look up at him. Those chocolate eyes she loved so much danced with mirth, lips twisted like he wanted desperately to conceal his smile. Which he was doing a poor job of.

"We'll see how you feel about it when you're sober," he acquiesced. "For now, how does pepperoni and hamburger sound?"

Chrissy grinned, leaning up to kiss him in lieu of an answer.

#hellcheer #eddissy #eddie x chrissy #eddie munson #hellcheer drabble #chrissy x eddie #chrissy cunningham #cw weed #cw marijuana #tw weed #tw marijuana #stranger things #chrissy is just a high crier ok #also the dinosaur chicken nugget wasn't actually invented until 1993 #by the museum of natural history to celebrate the release of jurassic park #but since i didn't explicitly state the time period i guess it doesn't matter #tw eating issues #tw disordered eating #but just a little bit

[thislovintime]

During the filming of 33 ⅓ Revolutions Per Monkee, November 1968.

Peter leaving The Monkees, post 3 of 3.

“I just basically think that I wasn’t feeling a part of it anymore already by that point, I’d already felt like I was odd man out, and of course I quit almost immediately thereafter.” - Peter Tork, Headquarters radio, 1989

“I’d always had deep doubts, ever since the session for ‘Last Train To Clarksville.’ I walked in there with my guitar and Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart looked at me with derision and scorn, like, ‘Guitar in your hand, you fool!’ That was the end of it for me. Right there I was done with The Monkees in large measure. I struggled against it with some success at one point. But after Headquarters nobody wanted to be a recording group anymore. I did what I could, but I didn’t feel like there was any reason for me to be there anymore. I wanted to be in a rock group.” - Peter Tork, Head 1994 liner notes

“While we were making the TV Special, knowing I was not going to be there any longer, I just thought to myself — I don’t have to worry about this thing — and I just let everything slide off my back.” - Peter Tork, NME, January 25, 1969

“We never thought of replacing him — there’s only one Peter Tork in the world.” - Michael Nesmith, Melody Maker, March 1, 1969

Q: “So, when you left, did you want to be known as the former Monkee or did you want to erase that part of your past —” Peter Tork: “I tried to erase it.” Q: “— and start anew.” PT: “I tried to erase it completely.” Q: “How do you do that?” PT: “Well, you just don’t do anything connected with it, just absolutely refuse to have anything to do with it.” - NPR, June 1983 (x)

“Headquarters was by far the best album in the sense that it was us. It was honest, it was pure, and we had a great time. Peter says that the reason he quit was because after we did this album, we decided we weren’t going to be a group anymore. It broke his heart, because Headquarters was the whole reason why he’d become one of The Monkees.” - Micky Dolenz, Headquarters 1995 liner notes

“[Micky] did a great job [drumming] on Headquarters. [But] he wasn’t going to do it again, and there was nothing you could do [to change his mind]. We had to go back in the studio. He said, ‘Peter, you can’t go back.’ Eddie Hoh did the drumming [on Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones Ltd., save for ‘Cuddly Toy’]. Chip [Douglas] got him ‘cause he could read [music]. The result is that you get directed stuff, there’s no group interaction, which is why I wanted the group to be on the album in the first place. You listen to Beatle albums and one of the things that makes them great is that they have found ways to use who they have to get what they want without asking anyone to do what they couldn’t do. That’s what makes group music happen. That’s all I ever hoped for, and I had it for like a minute on Headquarters.” - Peter Tork, Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn and Jones Ltd. 2007 liner notes

“[Peter] admits he harbored a lot of bitterness for many years. The main bone of contention was the TV show’s producers insistence that the band members not play their own instruments. [...] ‘I was devastated at first. I originally approached The Monkees in terms of my own desire to be part of a genuine pop-rock music group. I felt like it was a professional slight to me. Like I was being excluded.’” - The Bellingham Herald, August 5, 1996

“Peter wasn’t satisfied musically [with The Monkees]. He’d been led to believe he could express himself musically. He was frustrated.” - Davy Jones, News-Press, May 14, 1977

“‘I was mostly interested in the Monkees as a musical entity,’ Thorkelson commented. ‘We didn’t fully realize that potential, and I felt ripped off.’” - The Bowling Green News Revue, May 24, 1979 (x)

“We’re all sorry to lose Peter but it was all very friendly and I personally can understand what is going through his mind, He’s a clever guy, you know, and he gets kinda restless sometimes. You should see the books he plows through… real deep stuff with words about a mile long.” - Davy Jones, Monkees Monthly, February 1969

“Peter and I were the bulk of the playing ability because we were musicians. But when Peter left it rather unnerved Davy and [Micky] — and I changed my mind [about quitting]. After all, the personal appearances were pretty well satisfying, the music was fun, and the whole thing was fairly lucrative. And Davy and [Micky] left alone would have been in real trouble.” - Michael Nesmith, Disc & Music Echo, September 19, 1970

“If the truth be known, the day Peter quit was probably the happiest day of Mike’s life. They’d never really gotten along, right from day one. Mike had always perceived of Peter as untenable, and they’d always been adversarial, if not outright combative. Finally he was out of the way. Now Mike could get on with doing what he had always wanted to do, make the Monkees his group. And I was happy to go along. I respected Mike and his music and was quite prepared to go along for the ride. [...] I saw Peter’s abdication as a minor setback at most. Basically, I think the three of us really thought that would be able to go on, just as we had before, and nobody would even notice there were only three people on stage instead of four — after all Peter didn’t sing on many of the songs anyway. How naive. […] I suppose it depends on whom you talk to, but as far as I’m concerned, the day Peter quit was the day the music died (apologies to Don McLean).” - Micky Dolenz, I’m A Believer: My Life of Monkees, Music, And Madness (1993)

#Peter Tork #Tork quotes #60s Tork #80s Tork #1968 #33 ⅓ Revolutions Per Monkee #The Monkees #Monkees #Micky Dolenz #Davy Jones #Michael Nesmith #long read #Peter deserved better #Release #Peter Tork and/or Release #1969 #1983 #1987 #1989 #1993 #1994 #Headquarters #can you queue it

[pleasantscreams]

Christopher Heyerdahl in Are You Afraid of the Dark?

• Nosferatu in 2x02: The Tale of the Midnight Madness (June 26 1993)

• Leonid in 2x04: The Tale of the Thirteenth Floor (July 10 1993)

#leonid scared me way more than nosferatu ngl #christopher heyerdahl #are you afraid of the dark? #are you afraid of the dark #classichorrorblog #nickelodeon #horror #1990s #1993 #my edits #ive loved him since childhood #there are so lq that sharpening just made them worse rip #bluray release when????

[dykeyuu]

every day when i wake up i say to myself “dykeyuu you are not purchasing any sanrio merchandise today” but then i find the deal of the century……..

#like. i only buy it if i know for sure ill NEVER find it at that price again #2007 corduroy keroppi that literally doesn’t exist on the internet? $16 #i came across it by chance and it took me hours to find evidence that anyone else had ever owned one #found a chococat one too from the same series but it’s pricier… #but it’s the only one listed anywhere that i can find so. perhaps #sike i found one in the philippines there’s TWO corduroy chococats on the internet #i mean there’s literally one reddit thread i could find from years ago confirming that this series existed #and it’s only got like two commenters who only vaguely remembered the series #and a handful of worthpoint entries confirming that a couple of each of them had sold on ebay at some point #all the other sanrio corduroy plushies i could find were from other series #there’s a hello kitty and my melody from the same year but it wasn’t the same series #both series were rereleases in 2007 and the original release year for hk/mm was earlier than cc/k #20in 2012 fiesta keroppi? $40 when he usually goes for $100+ #(this includes shipping…) #was devastated to find an etsy listing for the 2010 limited keroppi build a bear for $85 that had already sold… #the next cheapest one of those is like $140 #and dont get me fucking started on chococat #no build a bear should EVER go for $500 #like be serious. maybe it was limited edition 14 years ago but it’s still a damn stuffed animal #manifesting they rerelease the original sanrio build a bears to beat the price gougers into submission #the intersection of two special interests: sanrio and buying things from people who don’t know what they have #throwback to the 1993 keroppi squeaky toy that i thrifted for 25 cents #just looked it up to see and i found the exact same one but only on worthpoint #he used to be a keychain… mine is just the little guy with no chain #comparable one from the same year same size/material etc just different design goes for $20+ #context i refuse to make a worthpoint account and pay them just to see what things sold for on ebay they can kiss my ass #me when i need to infodump but gf is at work and has already heard like half of this

[616phyla]

Adam Warlock & The Goddess

"Because you are limited in your perspective, have always been detached from your feminine self." "Not entirely."

Warlock Chronicles (1993) #5

#adam warlock #the goddess #comicedit #marveledit #cosmic marvel #gotg #my edit #sorry i'm obsessed with this issue forever and ever i love you gender #i'm trying to remember how to edit still LOL hope it looks nice #ALSO i really recommend reading the whole issue it's crazy how they released a whole thing about internalised transphobia and gender - #dysphoria and how adam needs to accept his feminine side and gender and how it brings him peace to do so in 1993. thanks marvel #lin.txt

[erichidalgocartoonistart]

Angra - Carry On

#angra #angel's cry #carry on #Released: November 3th 1993 #power metal #progressive metal #1993

[thecarrot290]

A New Friend

It was a cool day in Old Tokyo. Many people retreated from the cold in the local mall. People were everywhere, milling around in the large maze of shops and kiosks. In this mall some clanging could be heard. 

“And that folks, is why you don't get a big mouth when challenging a pro.” A large robot clad in red and brown samurai armor sheaths a large prop Katana. A smirk appears on his face.

“The stupid robot is cheating! My hits weren't registering!” Shouted a very angry and very middle-aged man. 

The samurai places a hand on his hip as he turns his body away from the sore loser of an opponent, turning his head towards the irate man.

“Maybe you have to actually hit me for those hits to count,” 

“OH FUCK OFF YOU STUPID BAG OF BOLTS!” The man, looking like he'd explode at any second, turns around and storms off, shouting profanities as he goes. Hotori turns to the mall employee that runs his arena sitting in a chair.

“I'm so sorry you had to deal with that.” Hotori leans closer to the employee.

“I'm used to it. I'm just surprised at how you always deal with angry people so well,” the employee, swiveling his chair around to face the samurai.

“Well” Hotori's screen eyes flicker slightly as he speaks.

“That's probably because of the fact that if I lash out at a mall patron, then the owners of the mall won’t rent me again.” 

“Fair, it's just that I feel like there have been moments when you wanted to give a rude opponent a piece of your mind,” the employee tilts his head 

“Have you?”

The samurai chuckles as he formulates a response

“When I react calmly to their anger, it makes them more angry. They don't like the fact that I will not stoop to their level and argue with them.” Hotori gives a sly smirk.

“On another note, I've seen you wander off at times, where are you running off to?”

Hotori gives the employee an incredulous look.

“Well, I've been going to the arcade near the food court!” The employee looks puzzled.

“Why?”

“Well, a new arcade game recently released and I've been playing it a lot,” Hotori grins as he says that.

“What game are you talking about?” the employee leans forward in his chair, waiting for an answer.

“Ridge Racer!” Hotori begins to sway back and forwards as he speaks

“The graphics are so good! The feeling of drifting through those long sweeping curves as you blast past your opponents, The sense of speed, AHHHHHH! THE SPEED IS THE BEST PART!” Hotori's words quickly turn into unintelligible gushing over an arcade game.

During Hotori's squealing, the ring of the bell on the sign up kiosk rang out. Hotori immediately stops fangirling about Ridge Racer to see who rang the bell. There stands a young woman in front of the kiosk. She appears to be in her late twenties. Behind her is a little girl. The child was hiding behind her mother as the employee gets up to go help the woman with the sheet.

“My daughter would like to play this game,” the mother continues filling in the sign-up sheet, barely looking at the employee.

“Your kid wants to battle Hotori? The greatest swordsman built?”

“Yes, my daughter would like to battle the robot” Hotori could tell that the mother seems tired.

“For one match that will be two-thousand one hundred-sixty Yen please.” as the woman went to pay, her daughter tugs on her mother's coat to get her attention. The girl looks nervous.

“I don't wanna do this anymore,” the girl points to Hotori. “He looks scary,”

“Seiko. You said that you wanted to play with the robot.”

Seiko looks down at the floor.

“He looked smaller in the poster,”

“Well. Don't you want to be brave and face the scary robot?”

“I…I…I.. don't know,”

Hotori, not liking when parents force their children to do things they don't want to do, cannot restrain himself and he butts into the conversation.

“You know, she doesn't have to fight me if she doesn't want to,” Hotori calmly walks over towards the sign up kiosk. As Hotori walks closer, he’s able to get a better look at Seiko. She seems to be no older than ten by Hotori's estimation. She had long, black hair that was tied up in a ponytail. She was wearing a yellow SweetPea hoodie.

“I.. think I can do this,” Seiko quietly says to her mother. Turning towards Hotori, she tries to put on a brave face, her face looks more goofy than brave. This expression causes a genuine smile to form on Hotori's face, a light chuckle emanating from the robot's speakers. The mother hands over the cash to the employee and finishes the sign-up sheet. Hotori's smile helps put Seiko’s nerves at ease. 

“Well, right this way kid” the employee stands from his chair to open a small gate that leads into the arena area. As Seiko enters, Hotori takes a knee to appear less intimidating. He then extends his quite large hand to her. 

“I don't bite,” he softly says.

Seiko, with a look of reluctance on her face, places her tiny in comparison hand in Hotori's. Hotori then gently takes her hand and leads her to where the special hit detecting vests are. Hotori grabs a child sized vest and hands it to Seiko.

“I'm guessing this is your size.” The samurai then walks over towards the sword stand ang hands her a Katana that is as tall as her. He then moves into the main arena and stands at the far end. Waiting for Seiko. Hotori watches Seiko slowly walk into the arena, sword in hand.

“You ready?” Hotori gives the still nervous kid a reassuring smile.

“... yeah!” Exclaims Seiko, trying to be brave.

“You can do this little one!” Hotori encourages.

At that moment, Hotori unsheathes his Katana and gets into a classic samurai pose, waiting for Seiko to make her move. Seiko nervously walks over towards Hotori, sword in hand and with all of her might, swings it at Hotori. The seasoned samurai dodges out of the way, retaliating with an unusually slow downward swing of his sword. Seiko brings her sword up just in time to block Hotori's strike. Seiko then counters with a stab at Hotori's armored belly, making a hit. Hotori, being hit, staggers backwards, clutching at his belly. 

“You're pretty good!” is all Hotori could say as he readies himself to lunge at Seiko. Hotori's powerful legs spring him forward as he prepares to deliver the winning blow to his opponent. However, he fails to notice Seiko repositioning herself to his left side. She swings her Katana at Hotori's neck and the hit connects. As Hotori is hit, his screen eyes show X's as the mechanism in his neck makes his head pop off. Hotori's body staggers for a bit before falling backwards. Seiko, with her Katana in hand, raised her hands in celebration.

“I won! I actually won!”

“Yep, and you did so well!” The now headless Hotori responded, a smile on his severed head. Hotori’s body slowly sits up. He extends his hands as if he's waiting for someone to give him something. Seiko, seeing this, walks over to where Hotori’s head landed. Picking it up

“Wow, this is quite heavy!”

 She slowly takes his head to Hotori and places it in his outstretched hands. Taking his head, Hotori turns it around and places it back into his body with a clunk. He blinks a few times, seeing Seiko with a smile on her face, causing his smile to grow bigger as some blush appears on his face. Hotori raises his hand to give her a high five.

“Your sword skills are..” before Hotori could finish his sentence, Seiko runs over and gives him the biggest hug her little arms can give. 

“.... Amazing” stunned, Hotori blinks as he processes that yes… he is being hugged. He slowly returns the hug. The two stay like that for a bit before Hotori breaks the hug so that he can get up. Now standing Hotori leans closer to Seiko.

“So. Your name is Seiko?”

“Yep! Seiko Tamia is my name!” 

“That's a pretty cool name.”

“Uh-huh! You actually seem pretty nice! Wanna be friends?”

The samurai places a hand on his chin. 

“I've.. never been asked this..”

“You don't have to if you don't want to,” Seiko says, remembering earlier when Hotori said that.

“I say sure.. we can be friends!”

Seiko reaches her hand towards Hotori.

“Pinky Promise?”

“Pinky Promise.”

Hotori reaches his hand out and Pinky promises with Seiko to be friends.

Hotori then reaches a hand to take Seiko's hand.

“Your mother must be waiting for you. Let's not keep her waiting. "

And with that, Hotori walks Seiko out of the arena and to her mother. 

"This is goodbye for now” 

“Bye bye!” Seiko then runs off with her mother, Hotori, standing in the now closed entrance gate. As the two walk away, Seiko looks back and waves goodbye to her new friend. Hotori waves back with the biggest smile on his face.

“Hope ya return soon, Seiko” Hotori mutters to himself.

#original character #my oc #robot oc #robot character #robot #ocs #oc #writing #story #Hotori #Animatronic #animatronic oc #oc story #this story takes place in 1993 #that's why hotori is freaking out about the release of the original Ridge Racer. #short story #robot story #A New Friend #writers on tumblr

[spilladabalia]

Coil - Egyptian Basses

Video by Derek Jarman.

#coil #egyptian basses 1993 #john balance #peter christopherson #danny hyde #drew mcdowall #electronic #experimental #industrial #ambient #dark ambient #swanyard #recordings 1993-1996 #released 2019 #derek jarman #Youtube

[ftmsimonriley]

i personally hc ghost to have been born in 1990, and i just realized that it'd make him the same age as in the original timeline, since the comics imply ghost to have enlisted around 2001 and he dies in 2016, so assuming he enlisted at 18 or 19, he would've been 33 or 34.

#entirely unintentional but i just realized this while trying to make a rp profile for og ghost #oh yeah all of the og mw games are set a few years in the future relative to their release #cod #headcanons #i have no clue about soap though. thatd take some thinking and research (1 google search) #reboot soap i stand firm that that man is 28 #the wiki says gaz's year is 1993 or before so at least 30 #and price is canonically 37 going on 38 #i love how inconsistent canon information is

[sparkyblizz]

I think Bobby would really like Disney's Hercules

#listening to a cover of zero to hero and just... I think he'd live for the story of a selfless hero and the fact it's such a fun musical #also it released in 1997 and he was born in like 1993/94 so it released at a good time for him to see it as a kid #sparkyblizz speaks #ace attorney #aa5 #dual destinies #bobby fulbright

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Alice In Chains –  Down in a Hole 

#Alice In Chains #Down in a Hole (Radio Edit) #Down in a Hole #Dirt #Format: CD Album Limited Edition Special Edition CD Maxi-Single #Released: 1993 #Genre: Grunge./ Heavy #Genre: Heavy/Alternative Metal/Grunge #Lyrical themes: Depression Drugs Suicide Death Pain #USA

[cujocoded]

my interpretation of the postal doe is that she's just the younger sister of the postal dude who looked up to him a lot growing up

#ok to reblog #postal #im getting a lot of ideas about their family in my own interpretation #in my eyes the dudes from the 1st 2nd 4th and bd are all the same dude #uncle dave took in dude and raised him due to his parents abandoning him at an early age #he also took in doe after their parents just abandoned her as well when she was a baby. i imagine this to be around maybe 1993? #dude had already moved out by then after marrying bitch (whom he was infatuated with heavily up until after the events of Postal 1997) #slowly the marriage fell apart and things got worst when bitch ended up losing her job and then also lying about it until one day while she #was out pretending she was at work dude got the eviction notice which ofc made him snap and Postal 1997 happened #bitch never visited him in the asylum though uncle dave always did and tried to bring doe too sometimes #around 2005 he finally gets released and reconciles with bitch and they buy a trailer. the rest is just.. yeah #doe grows up occasionally visiting her brother up until paradise gets nuked and escapes with uncle dave to someplace around edensin #they don't see dude for years up until a bit before postal 4 #anyways that's my interpretation of things with postal #ummmm idk i'm horrid with words

[fdrsamericanflagduckfloaty]

had to find out so late but like Happy Anniversary to Tombstone, the 1993 movie, for coming out exactly 30 years ago today!!

#Christmas is such an interesting date to release a western #but hey im here for it #tombstone 1993

[just-sittin-on-a-fence]

#Let Loose #songs #1990s #Crazy For You #1993 #this is very 80s sounding for a song that was released in 1993 #not even late 80s this could be even be 1986