The Wunderkammer of the Mild Colonial Boy, Esq., a Reactionary Tory Gentleman, who armed only with a Steampowered Babbage Engine and Pure Intentions, wanders the Time Streams and Aetheric Plane gathering an Eccentric Hodgepodge of Curiousities, Frivolities, Whimsicalities and Nonsense.
Q. Why is your Tumblelog called "My Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning"?
A. Because "My Grandmother's Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning" wouldn't fit in the available space.
This is just so bizarre
Eve Corbel’s guide to literary accessories
(Source: libraryofawanderer, via literarykitten-deactivated20120)
(Source: thecoutureconsumer, via thincigarette)
Clearly the only two choices are “go naked” or “wear our clothes”.
