Plot twist: There is no third Hobbit movie. They cram the entire rest of the book into Desolation of Smaug, and they don’t tell anyone about it. So you sit in the theater for six hours, completely unprepared as the film just keeps going.
drunk with power, steven moffat declares that the doctor’s name is “steven moffat”
Imagine fucking Steven Moffat. He tries to razzle dazzle you with interesting yet unappealing tricks during foreplay. Before you know it, you’re subjected to a quick and pathetic orgasm. When you tell him you’re disappointed, he walks out of the room. You’re left wondering how so many people can enjoy sex with him.
so dancing with the stars did come in handy after all…
credit goes to the original gif makers
SO I WASN’T THE ONLY ONE WHO THOUGHT OF THIS OMG
February 1st
8:56 PM
8:56 PM
- Mum and I are looking up punches I could use at a party tomorrow
- Mum: well this one has barcardi, orange juice, lime juice, soda water and agnostic bitters.
- Me: What was that last one?
- Mum: Agnostic bitters.
- Me: I didn't know there were religious bitters.
- Mum: -shows me the book-
- Me: ....Angostura bitters, mum.
I doubt Sebastian will ever have 5 minutes to himself if Jim can help it.
My Jim and I text each other in character so often that they’re actually in my phone as “Boss” now. This is my life.
