Sunday bloody sunday.

(via sairobee)




Oh, yes.

sweet jesus fuck, the look Reedus is making in the top one.


(Source: kindaskimpy, via jameesbarnes)

(via )

Carl and Walt would literally be best friends.


You’d never fucking find them again, but they’d at least have each other.

(Source: seeyah-in-anotha-life-brotha, via clapfish)


A friend shared the top image of Carl from The Walking Dead (show) on Facebook today, and it had me on the floor laughing. Naturally, a Google search ensued. 

1) “Where is Carl?” via BuyZombie
2) “Stay in the fucking house, Carl” via ZombieInfo 
3) “Where’s Carl?” via The Laughing Dead
4) “Carl Missing Poster” via Tauntr 
5) “One Does Not Simply…” via The Laughing Dead 
6) “The Hunt for Carl” via The Laughing Dead
7) “Oh Shit” via The Laughing Dead 
8) “A Two-Sentence Summary…” via Fark 
9) “He’s in the House” via This Random Internet Conversation
10) “Home Alone” via The Laughing Dead 

If that isn’t enough, I give you “10 Reasons Why The Walking Dead Should Just Kill Carl.”

My biggest takeaway from this exploration in Carl is that you should probably follow The Laughing Dead. It’s gold. 

(via fuckyeahthewalkindead)

Dispatch, we have an officer down. Request paramedics, please respond. Route 18, two miles west of I-85. Repeat, officer down. Request immediate response. 

(via fuckyeahthewalkindead)

(Source: runfromundead, via kitcatswho)


Daryl Dixon: the redneck Sherlock Holmes

(via walkingdeadcaps)


That smile.


That smile.

(via fuckyeahthewalkindead)


My favorite is preppy walker, that sweater.

(via fuckyeahthewalkindead)

You know they would have gone back if it were Lori or Carl.

Poor Andrea, no one’s looking out for her now that Dale’s gone.

(via fuckyeahthewalkindead)