#greasy

[everybody-loves-to-eat]

[cherryontopstims]

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Grilled cheese stimboard!

[skillissue71]

I don't ljke him

[flixiastar]

Happy

[music00lbumm]

He’s just so…

[tymime]

At long last, after searching for over 15 years, I've found model sheets of the Toon Patrol. They're from several eBay listings put up for sale very recently.

They're almost entirely based on pencils from the scene where they interrogate Eddie, with no formal height charts or turnarounds, but they're better than nothing. I always suspected that Richard Williams' concept sketches were basically all they were working from.

These don't match the model sheets seen in various behind-the-scenes photos, however, so there's still a few floating around somewhere.

[pacificremains]

Handsome patina but greasy. Kitty.

[greasxrr]

S(he) was a fairy… 🧚 ✨

[everybody-loves-to-eat]

[cherryontopstims]

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Cheeseburger stimboard as requested by an anon!

[journeyfoot]

we don’t talk enough about the fact that snape still found the time to be a bigoted asshole to muggleborns at school while being allegedly relentlessly bullied

[pizzaposse614]

Hobnob Pizza (2102 Tremont Ctr, Upper Arlington, OH 43221) 11/27/2024

14” - $18.50

Instagram.com/pizzaposse614

[fennecfiree]

HES SO GREASY HELP HIM MAKE HIM SHOWER

[tymime]

Toon Patrol headcanons based on merchandise

Smartass and Greasy like to play pool.

Psycho and Stupid like to play softball.

Psycho is a coffee addict. Not too surprising, really.

Psycho has a talent for grilling.

Stupid enjoys surfing. Whether or not he's any good at it, I'm not sure, but probably not.

Not sure why these are mostly Psycho and Stupid, but they often seem paired together one way or another, so why not?

[defferedmanagement]

The start of a new Greasy Journey

Graduating college was great. I walked across that stage with a 3.0 GPA—respectable, not extraordinary, but enough. My degree in sociology, with a concentration in oppressive government systems, felt like it meant something. Like I was equipped with knowledge that could make a difference.

I imagined myself stepping into a world where my education mattered. Maybe I wouldn’t land my dream job right away, but surely there was an organization out there that needed me—an activist group, a political nonprofit, something. I had spent years writing about power structures, organizing movements in theory, and analyzing the mechanisms of control that kept people oppressed. Now, I was eager to apply that knowledge. I was ready to do the work.

But I never thought it would come to this.

After months of sending out applications, rewriting my résumé, fine-tuning my cover letters to sound both passionate and competent—nothing. The rejections stacked up faster than I could process them. Some were automated, some were polite and regretful, and a few just never came at all.

I had exhausted every option that felt meaningful. The political organizing jobs, the nonprofit gigs, the advocacy roles—none of them wanted me. Every listing asked for experience I didn’t have, and I was beginning to realize that a degree in sociology, wasn’t worth much without the right connections or prior work history.

2 months went by and now I really have to pay back my student loans loans. $120,000 worth of regret, accruing interest like crazy. The payments weren’t abstract anymore; they were real, tangible deadlines looming on the calendar. There was no grace period left. No time to wait for a “real” job.

I told myself I wouldn’t come back home. That I had escaped my small town for a reason. But here I was, sitting in my childhood bedroom, scanning the local job listings. There were two that actually required a degree: Walmart assistant manager and Burger King assistant manager. I applied to both, clinging to some shred of dignity.

I prepared for the interview very well. But without any retail or leadership experience- they rejected me outright. Burger King still offered me something: a job. Not as a manager, not even as a shift lead. Just an entry-level trainee position to “learn the ropes.”

So here I am. I am Tyler Morrison, I went to Ridgeway University. I’m about to start a new position … at Burger King.