“Eccleston was a tiger and Tennant was, well, Tigger. Smith is an uncoordinated housecat who pretends that he meant to do that after falling off a piece of furniture.” — Steven Moffat
I think we all know who that makes Capaldi.
This is the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
where can I uninstall my period
i think if you download pregnancy it blocks it for a few months but then you get a really annoying loud pop up that doesn’t go away for 18 years
iron downey jr
ive been meaning to make work-related comics forever, so enjoy some choice movie title bastardizations.
(these all actually, seriously, happened, with no humor or awareness on the part of the customer at the time as far as I could tell. so, yes, someone actually asked for a ticket to “Detergent” with a straight face.)
why is it that when dylan sprouse and calum hood had nudes leaked everyone praised how well they handled it and attacked those who leaked them, but when over 50 female celebrities have nudes leaked, the hacker responsible is called a ‘hero’ and the victims are called ‘sluts’ and ‘whores’
i know why
WHY IS THE LAMP BACK, I THOUGHT HE BROKE THE LAMP
There’s two lamps.
So while Dean destroyed one lamp
The lamp in the background is left to mourn the other lamp.
May it rest in peace.
I ship these lamps so hard.
It’s a very tragic love story really. I mean, they only had each other for company all those years in which the Bunker was locked without occupants. Then the Winchesters come. And they’re so happy because for the first time in decades they can shine brightly, and help lend light to the research of Supernatural creatures again, as was originally intended. And for months everything is bliss.
Until one day that tall man, but slightly shorter than the really tall man, gets into a rage for reasons the lamps can’t understand.
And lamp one watches in horror as the man throws the books and papers off of the table. But it breaths a sigh of relief because he just barely misses the other lamp. But then the man turns back around and swings his arm in an arc, knocking the lamp across the room so that it slams into the wall, shatters, and falls to the floor.
The lamp cries out in horror, but no one hears it over the sound of more furniture being thrown around.
His companion all those years, his lover—taken from him in an instant. He felt he could just burn out right there and then and no longer lend light to the Winchesters. And at the same time, he felt he needed to get revenge. All these emotions burning intensely inside of him.
But sadly, he could do nothing. For he was only a lamp.
did you just write a lamp fanfiction