WTF THIS ISNT MY TUMBLR UGH
“Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.”
And tears are falling from my eyes…
I’m so glad you’re finally watching it. GO TO THE BEGINNING.
— Gunka (Grandma)