57 MINUTES TO SHERLOCK DAY
2011 - Good stuff happened. Bad stuff happened. Mostly bad stuff. Bring on 2012.
Home alone, all night.
an-anthem-to-ambivalence: DRAW TIM MINCHIN! Working on it now. Hopefully have it done in a few hours… OH MY GODS TIM YOU CAN I HAVE YOU?
Why do we want to idolise her? There are so many people we can idolise: Lawyers,...– Russell Howard talking about Katie Price aka Jordan (via russellhowardlovers) Oh my God, Russ, you’re fucking adorable sometimes. Amazingly adorable. Can I be your best friend? (via the-little-whovian-at-221b)
Reblog if it's still 2011 in your country.
addictedtocockles: #how’s it like in 2012? #flying cars? #zombies? #did justin bieber grow chest hair?
docthorwho-deactivated20130213 asked: You changed your url :D I couldn't find you
Finally changed my URL, ready for the new year
we'd probably liveblog the end of the world
ahh my mom just got hit by a rock omg!!!!
rip mommy u were a good bitch
flood is coming!!
omg water is in my house
nO NOT MY COMPUter
it's ok i have service on my phone guys
OMG MY SISTER IS DROWnING
aw a fireman is here
he's giving my sister mouth 2 mouth
i ship it omg
otp; i know how to save a life
whoa the earth is like breaking open
mycroftss: i still can’t get over the fact that there is an actual resolution to the pool scene and we’re going to be watching it I’m gonna have to rewrite all my fanfic TT_TT
8:10 tomorrow. If inconvenient come anyway - SH
Question to discuss: Afghanistan or Iraq? Stranger 1: HOW DID YOU KNOW Stranger 1: SHERLOCK Stranger 1: you swine ;) Stranger 2: sherlock’s my neighbor Stranger 1: Mrs Hudson? Stranger 1: Hows your hip? Stranger 2: hahahaha Stranger 1: those soothers dont work y’know :/ Stranger 1: trust me, im a doctor Stranger 1: LALALAAAAA TOMORROW 8:10pm
I'm following, like, 6 more Tumblrs now thanks to...
Question to discuss: Sherlockians and Whovians: Give me your Tumblr URL. I NEED MORE SEXY ON MAH DASH Stranger 1: i want a sherlockian! Stranger 2: I’m afraid, I can’t help with that. Stranger 2: I got a blog though. Stranger 1: yeah either can i :/ Stranger 2: About my slightly bizarre flatmate. Stranger 1: not bad Stranger 1: haha Stranger 1: a blog about your flatmate?...
Tumblr will fall, when Sherlock goes to air...
the-little-whovian-at-221b: insertinterestingtitlehere: Tumblr will fall when the question is answered. The question? What happens at the pool? Do Sherlock and John finally fuck? How far can Godtiss and Moff stretch the sexual tension? OMG RHI. *le grin*
Tumblr will fall, when Sherlock goes to air...
Tumblr will fall when the question is answered. The question? What happens at the pool? Do Sherlock and John finally fuck? How far can Godtiss and Moff stretch the sexual tension?
ingloriousfreak: onelifelefttolivetoforgive: These are not chips. They are crisps. These are chips. That is all.
Reblog if it's still 2011 in your country.
Best poem ever.
Sometimes I get a bit angry But you couldn’t tell, no you couldn’t tell Unless you looked real closely Sometimes I get a bit angry But it’s alright, yes it’s alright Cause I keep it out of sight Inside, deep inside I breast fed ‘til I was nine Which my -QUACK-… doctor says is fine And he also says I’d deal with anger better If I wrote about...
"Regular" marriage and "Gay" marriage are like...
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Why you should never drunk text a Whovian.
A friend of mine randomly got a drunk text from a stranger. She then did something that has earned my respect and awe. A transcript of her conversation follows. Some of this may be familiar to you.
Warning: VERY LONG. Also, words that I don't like have been bleeped out. Use your imagination.
[Transcript] Drunk Person: "tortyly drunk riht now. straight men everwhere."
Erykah: "Oh, thank God! I finally made contact! Listen, I need your help, but you're in great danger."
DP: "ni**a say wat?"
E: "Listen, my name's the Doctor. I'm a time traveler, or I was. I'm stuck in 1969 with my friend and I need your help to get my spaceship back."
DP: "u hav a spceshit?"
E: "Yes. It's a big blue box that says 'Police Call Box' on it."
DP: "dat doesnt sound liek a spceshp. gay."
E: "Hey! Don't diss the TARDIS!"
E: "No. TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimension In Space. You see, I'm a Time Lord from ANOTHER planet called Gallifrey."
DP: "y u not there now?"
E: "Well...A long time ago, there was a war and all my people died except for me. I'm the last Time Lord. So I travel through time and space lending a hand wherever I can."
DP: "woahhhh. thats relly sad."
E: "Yes, it is. But now is no time to cry. You're in a lot of danger and you need to help me."
DP: "waot. how r u in 1996?"
E: "I'm in 1969. And it's really complicated."
E: "People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff."
DP: "im cofussed."
E: "Well, try and keep up! Never mind the wibbly stuff. All that matters is that they've taken it! The angels have the phone box."
DP: "wut angels?"
E: "Have you ever seen like a statue of an angel? At a church or a cemetary or something?"
E: "Well, they're not angels. They're creatures from another worlds. Aliens like me, except they're very, very bad."
DP: "dat maeks sense. they alwys creepeed me out. i thought theyre jus statues tho."
E: "Good eye, you've got. But they're not. They're only statues when you're looking directly at them. Once you look away, they become deadly."
E: "Listen, Lonely assassins, they were called. No-one knows where they came from. They're as old as the universe, or very nearly. They've survived this long as they have the most perfect defence system ever evolved. They are quantum-locked. They don't exist when being observed. The moment they're seen by any other living creature they freeze into rock. No choice. It's a fact of their biology. In the sight of any living thing, they literally turn to stone. And you can't kill a stone. Course, a stone can't kill you either. But then you turn your head away, then you blink, and oh, yes it can! Notice how they always look like they're crying in the cemetaries? They're always covering their eyes?"
DP: "dats nuts! ya, ive seen dat."
E: "There's a reason for that. They're not weeping, they can't risk looking at each other. Their greatest asset is their greatest curse. They can never be seen. The loneliest creatures in the universe. And I'm sorry, I am very, very sorry, it's up to you now.
DP: "but wut can i do? tis was all thrustted uopn me!"
E: "The blue box, it's my time machine. There is a world of time energy in there they could feast on forever. The damage they can do can switch off the sun. You have got to send it back to me!"
DP: "ahhhhhh!!! im scrrd! idk wut 2 do! im srsly gon hav a pnic attck."
E: I'm afraid I can't help you any further. I'm stuck in 1969, but I think you're clever enough to think of something. FIND THE BLUE BOX AND GET IT BACK TO ME! The angels have it and you NEED to find it or it's all going to be over."
DP: "dont go doctr! help me!11211!!"
E: "They're coming. The angels are coming for you. But listen, your life could depend on this. Don't blink! Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast, faster than you can believe. Don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink! Good luck!"
DP: "ik! angels hng out in gravyards rite? ill check thar 1st."
E: "Wherever you feel the need to look. I have no idea because I'm trapped 42 years in the past. Wherever you do go, just remember DON'T BLINK."
DP: "omfg. holy shit. i'll find teh box and teh angels and ill text u wen i find it. goodbi doctr. uve liked changgged me life."
The best exchange between two characters ever:
Johnny: [walks into flower shop] Hi.
Flower Shop Clerk: Can I help you?
Johnny: Yeah, can I have a dozen red roses, please?
Flower Shop Clerk: Oh, hi, Johnny. I didn't know it was you.
[grabs bouquet of roses]
Flower Shop Clerk: Here you go.
Johnny: That's me. How much is it?
Flower Shop Clerk: It'll be 18 dollars.
Johnny: [hands over cash] Here you go. Keep the change.
[grabs flowers and pats dog on the counter]
Johnny: Hi, doggie.
Flower Shop Clerk: You're my favorite customer.
Johnny: Thanks a lot. Bye!
Flower Shop Clerk: Buh-bye!
Tick tock, goes the clock...no place for grief or...
I always did like the petal people
thewaysofophelia: Ooh, the driaddddds! (I think. yeah. Driads.)
I'd like to get a bow and arrow or a sword or a...
thewaysofophelia: I’d like the healing potion, too *nod*
What do you guys think I should change my URL to?
timelord-dovahkiin-at-221b giggling-cunt (kudos if you get the reference) insertarrowinthekneejokehere an-adventurer-like-you daughter-of-a-timelord g-g-r-e-i-n (props again if you get it) Ebonilocundralescolden (the name of my Time Lord persona, aka the Dreamer.)
lol it's actually Saturday
today is the last friday of 2011. reblog now or go...
yerawizardjessykah: its-gotta-be-harry: I reblog this just because of the gifs. Fucking awkward dancing ^^^^^^ REBLOG FOR THE GIFS OMG LOOLOLOLOL
SHERLOCKIANS. HEY, SHERLOCKIANS. GUESS WHAT.
the-little-whovian-at-221b: It’s the 31st December. SHERLOCK. STARTS. TOMORROW.
Imagine what Tony would think, standing there on his brand new feet on the brink...– Tim Minchin (via mostlyminchin)
Fuck the motherfucker, and fuck you motherfucker If you think that motherfucker...– Tim Minchin, on the Pope. (via snapeshapedhole)
This is my body and I live in it. It’s [twenty-one and ten months] old. It’s...– Tim Minchin | Not Perfect (via saradactylmichelle)