Sherlock signal.
He needs a shermobile!
But he already has one.
this is your chance to own a piece of ~ magic memorabilia (here are pictures of people who have already bought some loot)
prizes, paid for by me, including shipping anywhere in the world:
- ONE PERSON will win a IT WAS A ROBOT HEAD t-shirt in a colour of their choice AND six stickers
- ONE PERSON will win a IT WAS A ROBOT HEAD t-shirt
- SIX PEOPLE will win one sticker each
that makes a total of eight lucky winners! the rules are simple:
entries end April 30th at midnight CETfor reasons I have had to extend the deadline. preliminary cut-off date is May 25th, but it could be sooner.- you don’t have to follow me, but if you like robot heads you might like my blog
- you can reblog
four timessix times and like the post - giving each personfiveseven entries- on May 1st each entry will be assigned a number and winners will then be chosen through a random number generator
- winners will be contacted asap through your ask - so make sure you have it open - if you don’t respond within 24 hours a new winner will be chosen
- winnings will be ordered as soon as I have your delivery details - the rest is up to redbubble
- IT WAS A ROBOT HEAD
Flirty Duets Giveaway!
I’m giving away one item from my shop for free!
Rules:
-Reblogs and Likes Count (Up to 10 reblogs please)
-Will ship anywhere in the world
-Don’t have to be following either of the flirtyduets blogs
-I will choose a winner on May 30th using a generator to randomize the notes
-Make sure your askbox is open so I can notify you if you win
-Once notified the winner will be able to choose any single item from my etsy shop. (including prints, jewelry, everything)
But I do get inspired by people who seem to really live the example that their trying to set. There are several people in my life who have been that kind of example. When I was nine I had a lot of paper routes…..On one of my paper routes was this guy Mr. H who owned the radio station in town. And one day when I was collecting payment at the end of the week, Mr. H came out and introduced himself to me and my younger brother was coming along with me. And for some reason we chatted for a minute and he somehow learned we didn’t live with my father that I was being raised by a single mother. And he had this sort of ached look on his face. He’s an old man, he’s about 70 at that point and the reason he had that sort of down trotted look was because he had for a long time been a surrogate father to a lot of young boys who didn’t have dads around. Um and he’d given it up, because it had been too much work for him, but then he saw us and was like, “Uh, I have to do this again don’t I?” And then he was so unbelievably sweet and generous with us. He tried to teach us Chinese; we’d go over to his little workshop couple times a week and he taught us how to wire electric motors and how to make little balsa wood boats. He would take us out to eat at restaurants which we didn’t have money for with our mom, so it was always this really special treat for us. It was just such a generous and meaningful act. He never asked for anything in return. We moved to another county we didn’t see him much for about a year and stopped by to give him some Christmas presents. His wife came to the door and he had passed away…but it was such a generous act to basically a stranger. So I took inspiration from him and he served as a grandfather to us for several years. I like stuff like that.[x]
Once upon a time, there came a day, a day unlike any other… when Earth’s mightiest heroes found themselves united against a common threat… to fight the foes no single superhero could withstand… on that day, The Avengers were born.
