zedrin-stormshock:

#teambird

The #teambird clubhouse is actually the Moon.

extradan:

sweet-apple-analysis:

superziggy:

In attempts to get Teka to stop chewing at my books, I put on some dance music.

are birds even real

works

I am secure now

zedrin-stormshock:

jwoodony:

feather-ponyartist:

colonelsassaclause:

my shirt turned up

I NEED THIS O_O

heh

#teambird

WHERE CAN I PROCURE THIS SHIRT

trisshawkeye:

Damn straight Team Bird.

lupercos:

everyone you know is a bird

bret23hunter:

boop

whitetail-music:

animals-plus-nature:

Raven’s Breath by Doug Dance Nature Photography on Flickr.

Smoke weed

#teambird

captainellipsis:

I’M FUCKING DOING PARKOUR BRO by NiseSk

yaminokanata:

夏重 (中國 China) as 哈爾 Howl

哈爾移動城堡 | Howl’s Moving Castle

#teambird

At first, there was nothing.

That’s usually the cliche that super awesome and epic stories would follow in order to convey the sheer intensity of the tale to come.

Actually, this was just on our way to moving to Seattle. We had been dealing with traffic for ages and miles. It was hellish, but we made it through when we saw it.

It was a raven. Or, it might have been a crow. Whatever this majestic beast was, it was a marker–NAY, A SIGN!

We made it. We’re in Washington.

It was the first bird I’ve seen in years.

He (or she, who knows, I don’t know) was the founding member of TEAM BIRD.

All these cars that would endlessly go on and on into an infinite horizon finally stopped, HALTED because this bird didn’t give a fuck.

Like the awesome dude who stood in front of the tank.

He made clear that Team Car would not be the only choice. There was another option.

Team Bird.

That day, I joined Team Bird. We will not live under this oppression of Team Car any longer.

Break shit.

Fight back.

#teambird