Ask Ranger Vasquez
Ask Ranger Vasquez
Aww, you only got a shirt? No hat with ears on it? [Giggles.]

The only reason I even got that was to keep the robots away! It’s too tight on me anyway.

layla-granville:

askrangervasquez:

layla-granville replied to your post: Hey old man, where the heck have you been?
DISNEYLAND?! They say that’s full of ghosts and cannibals. /Was/ it full of ghosts and cannibals?

Ghosts, si. There’s even a haunted mansion.

Cannibals, no. Too many laser-toting animatronic mascots wandering around to really live there.

The haunted mansion is real?!

… Did you get me anything?

Yep. Charlotte said that people used to get their ashes scattered in it, so… haunted.

*Frowns.* Ahh, mierda, chica, I’m sorry. It’s just that…

*Smiles as he pulls a mouse-eared ball cap out from behind his back.* I didn’t know your size. Went for the biggest one and figured that your hair would fill the gap, Señora Granville.

layla-granville replied to your post: Hey old man, where the heck have you been?
DISNEYLAND?! They say that’s full of ghosts and cannibals. /Was/ it full of ghosts and cannibals?

Ghosts, si. There’s even a haunted mansion.

Cannibals, no. Too many laser-toting animatronic mascots wandering around to really live there.

Hey old man, where the heck have you been?

Disneyland, chica. Didn’t you see my shirt?

Less specifically, the brass had Charlotte and I running our asses all over California. “Homeland scouting and reconnaissance,” they called it. Might as well just have called it a waste of time.

askcharlottevasquez:

askrangervasquez:

askcharlottevasquez:

askrangervasquez:

Charlotte and I went to Disneyland.

I don’t know why the hell I let her talk me into it. Sure as hell ain’t no happiest place on Earth anymore.

I don’t know what you’re talking about. I had a great time.

Of course you did. You wanted to skulk around every goddamn inch of those creepy tunnels. God only knows why.

Well, you’d never been there, and I wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to take you down there. It wasn’t that bad, anyway. 

Wasn’t that bad?

Mi amor. Mi querida. Winnie the Poop had lasers.

askcharlottevasquez:

askrangervasquez:

Charlotte and I went to Disneyland.

I don’t know why the hell I let her talk me into it. Sure as hell ain’t no happiest place on Earth anymore.

I don’t know what you’re talking about. I had a great time.

Of course you did. You wanted to skulk around every goddamn inch of those creepy tunnels. God only knows why.

Charlotte and I went to Disneyland.
I don’t know why the hell I let her talk me into it. Sure as hell ain’t no happiest place on Earth anymore.

Charlotte and I went to Disneyland.

I don’t know why the hell I let her talk me into it. Sure as hell ain’t no happiest place on Earth anymore.

((oh hello what is this account I have found here

let me just

dust it off))

sarsaparillakisses:

[[ alright in the midst of all of this a few things have come to my attention involving #stocksteak and id like to make a psa of sorts. please be warned im, gonna be mentioning #harassment of all sorts beneath the readmore, this is hard for me to get out because i myself have a tough time with this sort of thing. but here it goes

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((That got one like and that’s good enough for me so GO GO GO))