Zemo's clone, pointing at real Zemo: Shoot HIM. He's the clone.
Bucky, aiming at the clone: The REAL Zemo would never pass an opportunity to die.
Over the Garden Wall is almost ten years old and that both feels too old and unbelievably young.
I remember first watching this in the backroom of a museum on my ipod touch in late August in 2015 and it still feels like it’s been a pillar of Americana for the past thousand years.
Over the Garden Wall is timeless and ancient and boiled out of the aether of American folklore and happened to be caught in animated form like a photograph of a lightning bolt, and it’s also the most 2010s-ass thing I've ever watched.
I had a lovely dream last night. I was in a school gym doing like an obstacle course and they were throwing things at us that were supposed to be scary including a big bat and a little bat. and I caught the little bat and just kept it cause it was so cute it looked like this:
it was so round and fit in my pocket. I gave it scritches under its little chin






























