The Anguished Repose blog is going on a brief hiatus…Going to Chicago!

Hello, gif fans…

Just a heads-up, the Anguished Repose blog will be going a brief hiatus. My nephew will be graduating Navy Boot Camp next week, in Chicago.

It’s a wonderful time – Cannot wait to see him!

As a result, I will be away from my computer, and this blog, for about two weeks. I am looking at this trip, like a long, overdue vacation and I am more excited about it than you can imagine.

This blog will return with its regularly scheduled program, with all its gif glory, on the 13th of October.

I look forward to seeing you all then…

But until then?

Football player scores goal bouncing off referee's head

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Keep gif’ing, folks…

But, always, gif safely.

Well…

As safely as possible.

See you October 13th!

BOSS Gifs – Coming From the Back, Edition!

Wow.

THIS (below) cop?

Came from the back…

WAY in the back, to catch the perp.

Someone get this man a bonus…

And?

A new pair of running shoes.

W O W !

cops,wtf,gifs,tackle

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This is how you always catch your (suspected/fleeing) bad guy…

Like a BOSS!

Love: Some infinities are bigger than others!

“Only in the eyes of love you can find infinity.”
Sorin Cerin, Wisdom Collection: The Book of Wisdom

some infinities

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“And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Stupid Man Tricks – Snowplow Perfection, Edition!

Wasn’t sure what to put THIS (below) one under…

Reporter FAIL (SMT)
or
Snowplow Driver WIN! (BOSS Gifs)

Since it made me laugh…

Decided to go with SMT, cause well?

Just watch it and not smile, I dare you!

Reporter GIF

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Perfection.

I miss the beauty of storms… Praying for rain!

“…I don’t just wish you rain, Beloved – I wish you the beauty of storms…”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

the rain to the wind

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“I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.”
― Joyce Kilmer, Trees & Other Poems