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sig: In real life: Gaiman and Pratchett did a radio interview when the book came out, and slowly realized that the interviewer wasn't aware that the book was fictional, and thought they were a couple of religious kooks writing about what they thought would be the real apocalypse. They spent the rest of it viciously trolling him. your memory.. I said 'What is it you need to know?'," begins Gaiman, wryly "He said 'Well, you remember we were on the Good Omens author tour in February 1990'... He said 'We were in New York and we went to that ABC affiliate radio station, and the interviewer had not actually read the book. So when we started telling him about Agnes Nutter.. we started explaining about this 17th century witch who all of her predictions were true... He did not realise this was fictional. We realised he had not read the book, and the engineers in the control room behind the glass panel who we could see and he could not, were lying on their backs kicking their legs against the walls. kyraneko: katy-133: mirrorfalls: katy-133: If anyone ever finds a copy of this 1990 New York radio interview for Good Omens’ book tour, please let me know immediately. Because it’s bound to be hilarious. The original source for this was a 1991 Locus interview with Gaiman. Stay tuned for more details… Oh my gosh. “He didn’t know enough to stop us” is the best sort of situation ever.
sig: In real life: Gaiman and Pratchett did a radio interview when the book came out, and
 slowly realized that the interviewer wasn't aware that the book was fictional, and
 thought they were a couple of religious kooks writing about what they thought would be
 the real apocalypse. They spent the rest of it viciously trolling him.

 your memory.. I said 'What is it you need to know?'," begins Gaiman, wryly
 "He said 'Well, you remember we were on the Good Omens author tour in
 February 1990'... He said 'We were in New York and we went to that ABC
 affiliate radio station, and the interviewer had not actually read the book.
 So when we started telling him about Agnes Nutter.. we started explaining
 about this 17th century witch who all of her predictions were true... He did
 not realise this was fictional. We realised he had not read the book, and the
 engineers in the control room behind the glass panel who we could see and
 he could not, were lying on their backs kicking their legs against the walls.
kyraneko:

katy-133:

mirrorfalls:

katy-133:

If anyone ever finds a copy of this 1990 New York radio interview for Good Omens’ book tour, please let me know immediately.
Because it’s bound to be hilarious.

The original source for this was a 1991 Locus interview with Gaiman. Stay tuned for more details…

Oh my gosh.

“He didn’t know enough to stop us” is the best sort of situation ever.

kyraneko: katy-133: mirrorfalls: katy-133: If anyone ever finds a copy of this 1990 New York radio interview for Good Omens’ book tou...

sig: Nazi war criminal gives one last Sig Heil to his fĂĽhrer before being hung at the Nuremberg trials. Colorized (1945)
sig: Nazi war criminal gives one last Sig Heil to his fĂĽhrer before being hung at the Nuremberg trials. Colorized (1945)

Nazi war criminal gives one last Sig Heil to his fĂĽhrer before being hung at the Nuremberg trials. Colorized (1945)

sig: 41 .d 70% 1:17 AM Saturday 1140 PM all i want to know is if that pic is photoshopped oh fuck wait the rest of them are i didn't even notice that Or maybe l actually died in a selfie related shark attack In 2018 anything's possible fr tho you got some quality photoshop skills Though my usual Tinder claim to fame is my poetry writing Gimme a format pick between Shakespearean sonnet or Dr Seuss poem and then l'd need a topic oh shit seuss for sure write aboutittt stupid frat boys Today 1:13 AM At Who University's campus downtown, studious students awaited sundown For during the day they're the learning ish sort. but after night fell? Watch Fraternity At Sigma Ki Kappa Phi Epsilon Nu a Vineyard-Vine chino store stepped into view A stack of red cups looming tall on his the Cat in the Frat prowled for Whogirls He saw a lone girl and assessed her cup size and then, in this order, gawked ass, chest and eyes He waltzed in on over and offered her and said "come with me, oh the places you'll cum! They snuck to a bedroom and passed Mister Grinch whose hazing machine dragged six pledges by winch. Its arms and its knobs fed the pledges and doubly increased their fraternity Just by the hazing in haze of his own, the Lorax sat still undeniably stoned. A pledge wandered up.. 'there's something I need. The Lorax did smile: 1 speak for the We ve got Xannys and Mollys and cocaine galore and ketamine, mushrooms and DMT-4 There's indicas, indigos, everywhich and every eigth bought, have a free hit of speed Horton popped pills called Pill 1 and Pill and then followed up with Pill Red and Pill Blue His world washed away as he tripped for three hours hearing small voices that spoke from puff fiowers. The Cat in the Frat roled off well what's-her-name and let her slip out with red visible He looked at his sheets and saw stains left by beer, and thought should I was them? Oh, maybe next year He'd wanted a girl from each stop on Srat Row with Ki Frappa Sig down just five more to go, He put back the condom he told her he'd wear And then set on foot for the cleanup The party had ended and Whos had gone home, with red cup footsteps creaking sticky beer foam Sprawled on the floor was that poor Sam I Am, and someone's puked-up rancid green eggs and ham. The Cat in the Frat called the cleaning which rolled and ka-sputtered its way through the scene Its arms and gloved hands dusted swept, and wipe dried and even did know to turn Sam on his At Sigma Ki Kappa Phi Epsilon Nu, The party lifecycle began thus anew. Tuesday was done and yet Wednesday drew near... The Cat had to run and go buy some more beer THAT WAS FUCKING AMAZING OH MY FUCKINF GOD I LVOE YOU Type a message Frat Life
sig: 41
 .d 70% 1:17 AM
 Saturday 1140 PM
 all i want to know
 is if that pic is photoshopped
 oh fuck wait the rest of them are i
 didn't even notice that
 Or maybe l actually died in a selfie
 related shark attack
 In 2018 anything's possible
 fr tho
 you got some quality photoshop skills
 Though my usual Tinder claim to fame
 is my poetry writing
 Gimme a format pick between
 Shakespearean sonnet or Dr Seuss
 poem and then l'd need a topic
 oh shit
 seuss for sure
 write aboutittt
 stupid frat boys
 Today 1:13 AM
 At Who University's campus downtown,
 studious students awaited sundown
 For during the day they're the learning
 ish sort.
 but after night fell? Watch Fraternity
 At Sigma Ki Kappa Phi Epsilon Nu
 a Vineyard-Vine chino store stepped
 into view
 A stack of red cups looming tall on his
 the Cat in the Frat prowled for Whogirls
 He saw a lone girl and assessed her
 cup size
 and then, in this order, gawked ass,
 chest and eyes
 He waltzed in on over and offered her
 and said "come with me, oh the places
 you'll cum!
 They snuck to a bedroom and passed
 Mister Grinch
 whose hazing machine dragged six
 pledges by winch.
 Its arms and its knobs fed the pledges
 and doubly increased their fraternity
 Just by the hazing in haze of his own,
 the Lorax sat still undeniably stoned.
 A pledge wandered up.. 'there's
 something I need.
 The Lorax did smile: 1 speak for the
 We ve got Xannys and Mollys and
 cocaine galore
 and ketamine, mushrooms and DMT-4
 There's indicas, indigos, everywhich
 and every eigth bought, have a free hit
 of speed
 Horton popped pills called Pill 1 and Pill
 and then followed up with Pill Red and
 Pill Blue
 His world washed away as he tripped
 for three hours
 hearing small voices that spoke from
 puff fiowers.
 The Cat in the Frat roled off well
 what's-her-name
 and let her slip out with red visible
 He looked at his sheets and saw stains
 left by beer,
 and thought should I was them? Oh,
 maybe next year
 He'd wanted a girl from each stop on
 Srat Row
 with Ki Frappa Sig down just five more
 to go,
 He put back the condom he told her
 he'd wear
 And then set on foot for the cleanup
 The party had ended and Whos had
 gone home,
 with red cup footsteps creaking sticky
 beer foam
 Sprawled on the floor was that poor
 Sam I Am,
 and someone's puked-up rancid green
 eggs and ham.
 The Cat in the Frat called the cleaning
 which rolled and ka-sputtered its way
 through the scene
 Its arms and gloved hands dusted
 swept, and wipe dried
 and even did know to turn Sam on his
 At Sigma Ki Kappa Phi Epsilon Nu,
 The party lifecycle began thus anew.
 Tuesday was done and yet Wednesday
 drew near...
 The Cat had to run and go buy some
 more beer
 THAT WAS FUCKING AMAZING
 OH MY FUCKINF GOD
 I LVOE YOU
 Type a message
Frat Life

Frat Life

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sig: Olivia, 20
 13 miles away
 ly just wenne smoke n watch t's always sunny
 venmo me and see what happens veomo
 sends $0.01 through Venmo
 Dont go spending that all in one plece
 Damn
 You're gonna make a gr8 sugar daddy
 prefer the term Splenda Daddy
 ou lnow, the cheaper knockoff sig
 Olivia, 20
 13 miles away
 rty just wana smoke n watch it's elways sunny
 venmo me $5 and see what heppens venmo
 My Anthem
 Afrca
 Thursday n
 Lol i see you updated your bio
 teel proud to have enacted change i
 this world
 Friday 3.01
 Smh
 Friday 247 PM
 How marny 5s heve you gotten so tar
 Fridky 314PM
 iry 728 PM
 5 is amateur hour
 Yaitre hells cute so yod should be
 asang for 6.st least
 just hoge that when you start raking
 in th 6 and 7 dolar donations, you71
 remember me, your financial advisor
 And offer o $0.20 kickback for my
 brsiant pan to bump up revenue
 Thats a 20 kkkback on each venma
 ransaction of course, maling up about
 Friday 845PM
 Smh
 Smart move,hoss7
 Or shaning money happlily
 Maybe it stood for "sure man. Hookup
 n which case I'm flatterod but I noed to
 be taken out ta dinner first
 Smh
 Sunny Marathon+Hash sounds great
 Oh my lord
 Friday mw
 And surely that stood for "On, Heppily
 Mondey, yours Leaf Or Resin Datrs?
 Omg
 You're wld
 I'm actuaty laughing
 Ugh your go to UNC
 No wonder. Youre a nerd
 l don't fuck w nerds
 What's your major
 Nord?
 On raduateơ now but studied usus"
 nerd stult.. Test tuibes and the ske
 bout yoa
 Smh
 Jesus is a pratty interesing major
 Fucking nerd
 riday 1D 57 PM
 t you're lucky we can both ba fuciking
 nerd this weokend
 riday TSA PM
 Fine fine you studied Jesus so you can
 be nim, hi be christ and then we'E have
 us jesus fucking cheist
 Shake my damn heed
 o that's a new one but Pe do it, whot
 else do you ilke in bed
 Oh my god
 Thets weird, usunty the giris dontsay
 that untbi raftert we're going at it
 ody 10 29 AM
 Jesus christ
 You are a giant fucking nerd
 And It's kind of endearing not gonna
 le
 ypo s message
Overcoming great odds

Overcoming great odds

sig: November 25 ( 18701 Have come across such a glorious book called 'Boys Play Book of Science. Am going to read it through and see if whether ain't some experiments Bess and I can try. Won't it be jolly if we really can? But it takes money money money even for the privilege of blowing one's self up. . . When I got home I found that Netty had thrown away our tongue and eyes, and worst of all woe woe is me that our skeleton that had taken us 3 mortal hours to şet, had fallen out of the window and smashed. Oh Science! Why will thou not protect thy votaries? [worshippers In the afternoon lolled around learnt Greek and sewed everlasting slippers. Bess said when she told her father about our getting the mouse he looked grave and said, Bessie Bessie thee is losing all thy feminine traits. I'm afraid I haven't got any to lose for I greatly prefer cutting up mice to sewing. emmawriter: lauraroselam: rhube: prairie-homo-companion: this is from a real diary by a 13-year-old girl in 1870. teenage girls are awesome and they’ve always been that way. Read this - oh my goodness, this girl was wonderful. Where can I read this in full? It’s from  Real American Girls Tell Their Own Stories, and that particular section is by Martha Carey Thomas who grew up to be a suffragist, linguist and renowned educator, as well as a badass lesbian.
sig: November 25 ( 18701
 Have come across such a glorious book
 called 'Boys Play Book of Science. Am going to
 read it through and see if whether ain't some
 experiments Bess and I can try. Won't it be jolly if
 we really can? But it takes money money money
 even for the privilege of blowing one's self up. . .

 When I got home I found that Netty had
 thrown away our tongue and eyes, and worst of
 all woe woe is me that our skeleton that had
 taken us 3 mortal hours to Ĺźet, had fallen out of
 the window and smashed. Oh Science! Why will
 thou not protect thy votaries? [worshippers
 In the afternoon lolled around learnt Greek
 and sewed everlasting slippers. Bess said when she
 told her father about our getting the mouse he
 looked grave and said, Bessie Bessie thee is losing
 all thy feminine traits. I'm afraid I haven't got any
 to lose for I greatly prefer cutting up mice to
 sewing.
emmawriter:

lauraroselam:

rhube:

prairie-homo-companion:

this is from a real diary by a 13-year-old girl in 1870. teenage girls are awesome and they’ve always been that way.

Read this - oh my goodness, this girl was wonderful.

Where can I read this in full?


It’s from 

Real American Girls Tell Their Own Stories, and that particular section is by Martha Carey Thomas who grew up to be a suffragist, linguist and renowned educator, as well as a badass lesbian.

emmawriter: lauraroselam: rhube: prairie-homo-companion: this is from a real diary by a 13-year-old girl in 1870. teenage girls are a...