theme.

You know, funny story: There’s this craft store called Michaels. Look, my sister knits, and she goes to Michaels. So my sister called me and she’s like, “Oh my god, I’m at Michaels, picking up yarn. You have a poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “What?” She’s like, “There’s a poster, there’s a Falcon poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “Holy s**t!” She’s like, “I’m gonna come and pick you up, and we’re gonna see your poster in this store.” So she picks me up and we go to Michaels.

We go in, and I see the poster and I’m like, “Oh, this is….” She’s like, “I know, I know.” I said, “I’m gonna sign these posters.” I was like, “That would be amazing, you buy a poster and it’s like, actually signed by the Falcon.” Like, it would blow my mind. So I go to the front, I buy a Sharpie, I run back to the back of the store. And she’s like, “I’m gonna take a picture of you signing it.”

I’m in this store and I’m signing all the posters. The manager comes out, he’s like, “Hey, whatcha doing?” I was like, “Oh man, I’m signing these posters so when people buy ‘em, they’re signed.” He’s like, “Well, people are not gonna buy ‘em if they’re signed.” And I was like, “No, no, no, it’s cool. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a problem.” And he goes, “Yeah, but it is gonna be a problem, you’re messin’ up my inventory.” And I’m like, “No, my man, trust me. I mean, I’m the Falcon, that’s me!” And he goes, “Yeah, right. You’re gonna buy those posters.” I said, “What?” He’s like, “You’re gonna buy all those posters or I’m gonna call the police.”

He rolls up all the posters and goes to the front of the store. And I had to buy like 60 Falcon posters that I signed in Michaels.

edmbreeze:

theplurlifechoseme:

Take me back

Haha
wolves-raised-me:

EDC Vegas lol
hiiipandabud:

ALL READY FOR OMFG NYE LA :3
People who sell kandi don’t understand kandi.

lisasphyxiat3d:

Kandi is special. Its a connection. Whether it be a random trade at a rave or something made personally for you, it comes from the heart. Every piece of kandi I make is full of more love than any money can supply you with. I love to make and give away kandi because someone, somewhere is carrying a piece of my heart on their body, for everyone to see. That’s pretty amazing to think about.

Thank you thank you thank you. I can’t tell you how disheartened I am every time someone suggest I make kandi in order to sell it. They’ve completely missed the whole point of why I made the kandi to begin with. 

myfandomisinshambles:

What the hell, Olive Garden?