UGH finished my stupid essay which I thought was due tomorrow @ 12 but in reality it was due tonight @ 11! soooo to reward myself on this procrastination miracle, I’m gonna watch me some Jimmy Dean y’all
I wish I lived in that time just so I can photobomb this picture and squeeze in the middle and say “He’s mine bitches!” And then lick his face repeatedly
Those luscious lips make me quiver
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One of the most compelling stories about Jimmy’s childhood is of the wishing game, a variant on that generous person the tooth fairy and a fantasy that was supposed to be his favorite. Before he went to sleep, Jimmy would put underneath his pillow a piece of paper with a wish written on it. Mildred would slip in while he was asleep, read the wish and, if possible, she would make it come true the next day.
At the funeral (for his mother), Jimmy snipped off a lock of his mother’s hair and for the first two weeks in his new home played the wishing game on his own.
My heart hurts
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I posted this and it got so many reblogs….
The power of Jimmy lives on y’all
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