Author: dustandfundamentalistss
“No.”
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this was some moment. when he starts listing all the women in his life you just know that he’s gonna follow that up with literal shit pouring out of his mouth
lol dude even had the balls to go “why not?”
Barnard Bulletin, New York, December 20, 1935
Glad to know that the people in 1935 were EXACTLY the same as we are lol
I think this is already in my queue but I just looked at the tags and I think it’s important for y’all to know that Barnard is a women’s college. These are all dope-ass girls answering this question.
me, reading aloud a post i just saw on a Queen fanblog: okay but Aziraphale and Crowley are ‘car friend/gay who can’t drive’ solidarity
my roommate, Amias: bold of you to say Crowley can drive
me: him having a car is literally critical to the plot of the book
Amias: doesn’t mean he can drive.
me: are you saying Crowley’s belief that he can drive is the only reason he can?
Amias: yes that’s exactly what i’m saying.
me: if he suddenly was deprived of occult powers and got into a car he’d be like “what the fuck is this”? that’s what you’re saying?
Amias: yes!! look, he goes 110 miles an hour in the middle of London and things rearrange themselves around him, he couldn’t pass a traffic test if his life depended on it. crowley can’t actually drive he’s just doing magic constantly
me: …somehow you’ve convinced me
Listen. Cut your own hair. Dye it blue, then shave it off when you’re bored of it. Wear that outfit with those shoes. Paint your nails with all the colors of the rainbow. Get that tattoo. Go to the movies alone. Get coffee, then drink it at that special place you like. Mouth the words of the song you’re listening to on public transport. Put that thing on your wall. Bake. Draw. Dance in your underwear. Life is so much better when you don’t give a fuck
me, reading aloud a post i just saw on a Queen fanblog: okay but Aziraphale and Crowley are ‘car friend/gay who can’t drive’ solidarity
my roommate, Amias: bold of you to say Crowley can drive
me: him having a car is literally critical to the plot of the book
Amias: doesn’t mean he can drive.
me: are you saying Crowley’s belief that he can drive is the only reason he can?
Amias: yes that’s exactly what i’m saying.
me: if he suddenly was deprived of occult powers and got into a car he’d be like “what the fuck is this”? that’s what you’re saying?
Amias: yes!! look, he goes 110 miles an hour in the middle of London and things rearrange themselves around him, he couldn’t pass a traffic test if his life depended on it. crowley can’t actually drive he’s just doing magic constantly
me: …somehow you’ve convinced me
google search: how to take a break from the linear flow of time
christopher nolan @ 3am
I simply said what I wish had been said when Kevin and I got married.
This is one of my favourite pieces of this show because “Marriage is like…oatmeal” was introduced as part of the “Holt can’t do emotions” gag
But in this speach, the unusual metaphor is powerful and sincere and heartwarming. And it shows that these writers really understand the character of Holt and the nature of love, and that they are very, very good at their craft.
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