(via bbg)

I keep forgetting about this.  And it makes me happy, each time I remember.

Excerpt from the Prowl Log:

The ryghte hande man to Optimus Prime
was speciale agente Jazz, who time after time

displayed a penchaunte for flayre and daring,
even when certayne defete was staring

him ryghte in his unflynching opticale visor
(whyche flashed like a houngry wolf’s incisor).

Much more where that came from.  I heartily recommend you Check It Out.

(via the curiously inimitable tawnygrammar)

Last year at this time I was 81% Jazz; this time around, I’m 84% Optimus Prime.

Things are looking Up.

(Nothing against Jazz, mind you.)