Charlie Noonan was an amateur folklorist who travelled throughout the South and Southwestern United States during the early years of the 20th century, collecting tall tales and stories of the supernatural. According to his wife, Ellie, Charlie was told a story one day by an Oklahoma farmer about a strange woman who lived alone on an isolated property in the panhandle. The farmer claimed the woman was not a woman at all, but something else, something that hid its true nature beneath a headscarf and was never seen without a large dog by its side. Noonan was apparently intrigued enough to try searching for the woman during one of his research road trips. He was never seen again.
Ellie Noonan was later contacted by a Tulsa pawnbroker who remembered reading about her husband’s disappearance in the papers, after finding his name engraved on a camera sold to him by an itinerant. The pawnbroker returned the camera, and Mrs. Noonan had the film inside developed in the hopes of finding a clue as to his whereabouts. This was the only photo on the roll. Unfortunately, neither the location of the property, nor the name of the farmer who told him the story was recorded in Noonan’s notes.
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F U C K Bi Tc He S Ge Tm O Ne Y
Better quality pic from London Expo, my Eighth Doctor with the Dalek. Quite pleased with how the costume looks in pictures that aren’t from my cameraphone. :P
Marry me. Please.
This is the post that started it all. A chance reblog, with a wonderful comment, and it got us talking. One year later, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, completely in love, devoted to each other in every sense. We often say that we’re each other’s ‘42’, because she is my life, my universe, and my everything.
We’ve had the chance to meet in person and spend three wonderful weeks together. Next year, I’ll be going over to America to spend time with her, and soon, she’ll be living here with me. We’re going to spend the rest of our lives together, and I couldn’t be happier.I really am the luckiest guy in the world. I have a beautiful, intelligent, funny, and well, let’s face it, pretty sort of marvellous girlfriend, and it’s all down to posting a pic on Tumblr! :P
Happy Anniversary, my soulmate. I love you so much! You have my hearts. Plural.
This is beautiful
so this is actual proof that posting ‘MARRY ME’ on a post someone makes actually brings them together
THIS IS SO CUTE I CANT
I’ve received a number of rude messages accusing me of stealing that Uggs post from Imgur/Reddit/Wherever. I think it’s so silly and WHO REALLY CARES, but I’m gonna prove that it’s mine.
Pictured is the original image.
Here is a picture of my back porch sans Uggs.
Here is a picture of my back porch with an apple pie on it.
Have a nice day.
This is my favorite internet phenomenon. I make something. It gets posted on reddit. Someone from reddit sees it on my site. They send me an angry message informing me I stole it from reddit.
One time it was actually a picture of me.
Yes, I stole a picture of myself from reddit. You caught me.
“What Old People Think About Gay Sex”
“How do you identify?”
I’ve never hit reblog so fast in my life.
“Wanna know what the F stands for?….Flexibility” - best ever! I want to know every last one of them.
At this point I will seriously judge anyone who buys the XBox One over the PS4
what did I get into
Well. That escalated quickly.
LOOK AT ALL THE LOVE WITHIN THAT TINY OWL