DonovanAntiquities
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DonovanAntiquities
@donovanantiquities.bsky.social
I own several mining companies, but that’s simply a footnote to my real passion: Antiquities. I know a number of bedtime stories. Let me tell you one…
All I see in this picture is a man being led by the nose.

And I’m not talking about Marcus.
December 30, 2024 at 2:17 AM
That’s a low blow, even for an amateur archaeologist like you.

Tell me: do you think Elsa died on impact, or do you think her back was simply broken, and she lay in that cold pit moaning and crying until she starved to death?

You got over Elsa the minute you and your father took to your steeds.
December 30, 2024 at 2:14 AM
An apt response to the frail beauty of nature, Doctor Jones. Like father like son. Wasn’t it your windbag father who got his rocks off scaring flocks of seagulls on the beach, just to see them chopped to mincemeat by Messerschmitt propellers?
December 30, 2024 at 2:06 AM
That certainly sounds like something the old, illuminated manuscript thumper used to say.
December 30, 2024 at 2:00 AM
Such a silly trusting dupe you are. I hired Elsa, and it does me good to know she broke your heart. You killed her by not just pulling her up that embankment. She’d be alive right now if you had just grabbed her wrist.

Think about that this evening, before sleep finally takes you.
December 30, 2024 at 1:54 AM
If a house could cry….
May 20, 2024 at 7:46 PM
I admire you for wearing your emotions on your sleeve like this. It almost makes you seem human. Your nights must be so lonely, all by yourself in that big old house you inherited from daddy. The ghosts of he and Elsa screwing in the upstairs bedroom…
May 20, 2024 at 7:01 PM
You’re a smug bastard.
May 20, 2024 at 6:57 PM
You yourself admitted the grail legend was an old man’s dream, did you not? I would think, Dr. Jones, that when those old bones of yours creak, that you would think most longingly of waking up to such a dream. Next time you throw out your back, thank Nazi Elsa for robbing you of eternal youth.
May 17, 2024 at 7:26 PM
Tell me Dr. Jones, did he ever reward you with an honorarium beyond dinner and champagne?

#MutualRespectOverPlunder
May 16, 2024 at 7:59 PM
Quite correct! Dr. Brody never needed to buy or sell antiquities! He had his BOY looting them for him!

From Marrakesh and Tanis, and from Venice to Utah—Your exploits in global plunder are becoming quite the thing of legend, Dr. Jones!
#CrossOfCoronado #ArcOfTheCovenant
#ArtisticRepatriation
May 16, 2024 at 7:29 PM
Half of the antiquities in Dr. Brody’s museum are looted. Inquiries are underway.

#Stolen
May 16, 2024 at 3:28 PM
Impressive, Doctor. It seems as though she made rounds on everyone except me. Remind me: was this after Father hopped on, or before? Who was better in the sack to the inimitable Jones pater? Dr. Schneider, or your Mom?
May 16, 2024 at 3:26 PM
Her naivety is written all over her face. So hopeful. So stupid.
May 16, 2024 at 3:20 PM