Paulie
@gibbspaulus.bsky.social
Toy and dog hoarding, middle-aged homo
Unhinging your jaw to shove meat in.
November 16, 2025 at 1:06 PM
Unhinging your jaw to shove meat in.
One day I’ll get off of my arse and track this one down.
November 16, 2025 at 10:07 AM
One day I’ll get off of my arse and track this one down.
The inspiration vs the end result.
November 15, 2025 at 6:26 PM
The inspiration vs the end result.
Middle Earth Vs Narnia.
November 15, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Middle Earth Vs Narnia.
“Looks like somebody had a glow-up!”
“Stop it, River. It’s just a face.”
“Oh, we both know that’s more than just a face, Sweetie!”
“Stop it, River. It’s just a face.”
“Oh, we both know that’s more than just a face, Sweetie!”
November 14, 2025 at 10:11 AM
“Looks like somebody had a glow-up!”
“Stop it, River. It’s just a face.”
“Oh, we both know that’s more than just a face, Sweetie!”
“Stop it, River. It’s just a face.”
“Oh, we both know that’s more than just a face, Sweetie!”
Here at Chez Paulie’s Toy Shelter we often adopt toys from people but sometimes we even get amazing donations, such as today!
November 13, 2025 at 10:53 AM
Here at Chez Paulie’s Toy Shelter we often adopt toys from people but sometimes we even get amazing donations, such as today!
Middle-aged hermit homo powers vaguely charged!
November 12, 2025 at 2:58 PM
Middle-aged hermit homo powers vaguely charged!
It looked upon the land before it and bequeathed the only gift it had.
Death!
Death!
November 12, 2025 at 12:15 PM
It looked upon the land before it and bequeathed the only gift it had.
Death!
Death!
Behind yesterday’s scenes.
November 12, 2025 at 12:25 AM
Behind yesterday’s scenes.
RAGO: If necessary we shall destroy them.
TOBA: Yes, destroy them.
RAGO: But only if necessary.
TOBA: Yes, destroy them.
RAGO: But only if necessary.
November 11, 2025 at 11:46 AM
RAGO: If necessary we shall destroy them.
TOBA: Yes, destroy them.
RAGO: But only if necessary.
TOBA: Yes, destroy them.
RAGO: But only if necessary.
“Ahem! I have just been informed that nobody is, in fact, eating the cats and the dogs. I apologise for any confusion my previous statement may have caused amongst our feline and canine communities.”
November 10, 2025 at 10:18 AM
“Ahem! I have just been informed that nobody is, in fact, eating the cats and the dogs. I apologise for any confusion my previous statement may have caused amongst our feline and canine communities.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s Hector, finally being late for his own funeral!”
“It’s Hector, finally being late for his own funeral!”
November 9, 2025 at 2:07 PM
“What’s that?”
“It’s Hector, finally being late for his own funeral!”
“It’s Hector, finally being late for his own funeral!”
I spent the first chunk of Guillermo Del Toro’s Frankenstein wondering why I was watching these vile people.
Then the narrarive shifts and you realise people are vile is kind of the point of the story.
By the end my eyes were moist.
Then the narrarive shifts and you realise people are vile is kind of the point of the story.
By the end my eyes were moist.
November 8, 2025 at 9:51 AM
I spent the first chunk of Guillermo Del Toro’s Frankenstein wondering why I was watching these vile people.
Then the narrarive shifts and you realise people are vile is kind of the point of the story.
By the end my eyes were moist.
Then the narrarive shifts and you realise people are vile is kind of the point of the story.
By the end my eyes were moist.
“Fred?”
“Yeah, buddy?”
“Is it me or has the canned laughter gone awfully quiet, all of a sudden?”
“Yeah, buddy?”
“Is it me or has the canned laughter gone awfully quiet, all of a sudden?”
November 7, 2025 at 9:05 AM
“Fred?”
“Yeah, buddy?”
“Is it me or has the canned laughter gone awfully quiet, all of a sudden?”
“Yeah, buddy?”
“Is it me or has the canned laughter gone awfully quiet, all of a sudden?”
“Look at you! You’re babies, barely out of the bunker. Well, let me sing you to sleep with a lullaby!”
November 6, 2025 at 9:57 AM
“Look at you! You’re babies, barely out of the bunker. Well, let me sing you to sleep with a lullaby!”
Red hair, don’t care.
November 5, 2025 at 10:58 AM
Red hair, don’t care.
And he’s off on his travels to Norway.
Via Lincoln.
Via Lincoln.
November 4, 2025 at 8:14 PM
And he’s off on his travels to Norway.
Via Lincoln.
Via Lincoln.
November 4, 2025 at 8:34 AM
I am curled up in bed with Toho’s 1958 epic, The H Man. A heady mixture of murder, drug running, troubled nightclub singers, and people dissolving into murderous goo because of atomic bombs.
November 3, 2025 at 7:52 PM
I am curled up in bed with Toho’s 1958 epic, The H Man. A heady mixture of murder, drug running, troubled nightclub singers, and people dissolving into murderous goo because of atomic bombs.
“Someone's manipulating Castrovalva. We're caught in a space-time trap!”
November 3, 2025 at 10:04 AM
“Someone's manipulating Castrovalva. We're caught in a space-time trap!”
A movie you’ve seen more than 7 times with a gif
November 2, 2025 at 12:31 PM
A movie you’ve seen more than 7 times with a gif