February 2012
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Benedict Cumberbatch to play The Master on Doctor Who! http://www.express.co.uk/features/view/304650
Wholock fans Hit the ceiling
LEGITIMATE SCREAMIIIING!
SCREAMING
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I believe there are too many children who need loving parents to deny one group...
– Barack Obama
(via loveyourchaos)
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Fuck you Schue you can't even fucking compare
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“I had a baby when I was 16.”
“I was dragged out of the closet before I was ready for the sake of a political campaign.”
“My father disowned me because I love to dance.”
“My family is on a different continent.”
“I had to become a stripper to support my family.”
“One time I cheated on a test and I wanted to kill...
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The beginnings of the American Revolution,...
BRITISH EMPIRE: All right, fine, your stupid embargo worked. We won’t levy any more taxes-
AMERICAN COLONIES: Huzzah! Time to get drunk!
BRITISH EMPIRE: Except on tea.
AMERICAN COLONIES: What?
BRITISH EMPIRE: Get over it, it’s just tea. Seriously, where do you get this idea that you’re special and should never have to pay taxes? We hope that idea doesn’t go on to infect your political discourse centuries from now.
AMERICAN COLONIES: We’re not buying your stupid tea.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Are you being serious right now? What are you going to do, just stop drinking tea?
AMERICAN COLONIES: Yes. We’ll drink coffee.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Do you even know what that is?
AMERICAN COLONIES: No, but we’ve heard it’s good and we’re feeling surly.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Fine, whatever, we don’t even care what you do anymore.
BRITISH EAST INDIA COMPANY: Actually, we are pretty much bankrupt, so you need to make them drink the tea.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Oh, for—just drink the tea.
AMERICAN COLONIES: No.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Do it.
AMERICAN COLONIES: NO.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Drink it.
AMERICAN COLONIES: Fuck you.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Drink it or we’ll punch you in the face.
AMERICAN COLONIES: *Boston Tea Party*
BRITISH EMPIRE: What the hell?
AMERICAN COLONIES: We heard it was Indians.
BRITISH EMPIRE: That’s interesting, because we heard it was a bunch of colonists wearing paint and dressed in costumes that were remarkably similar to what a crowd of drunks who wanted to look like Indians would assemble if the only supplies they had were found in an alley behind a bar.
AMERICAN COLONIES: You get all types in Boston.
BRITISH EMPIRE: …*Coercive Acts*
AMERICAN COLONIES: Oh, it is ON.
THIS IS AMAZING.
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My mom calls me from work:
Mom: Hey sweetie where are you?
Me: I have no freaking idea, I've been wandering around all afternoon. All the signs are in Spanish.
Mom: What the hell? Are you lost? Can you find anyone to help you?
me: No no don't worry about it I'll know where I am when I find the airport.
Mom: Wha-
Me: Gotta go, bye.
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Future child: What did you do when you were my age?
Me: ....
Don't say talked to strangers on the internet
Don't say obsessed about gay fictional characters
Don't say fanfiction
Don't say sobbed over celebrities
Future child: Mommy?
Me: We searched for airports.
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I regret nothing.
dewdrops-on-roses:
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Tourist: could you give us directions to an airport?
New Yorker: you fucking cheater
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I bet Sherlock would be really good at finding an...
Sherlock: JOHN SHUT-UP.
John: I didn't say anything.
Sherlock: YOU WERE GOING IN A RANDOM DIRECTION, IT'S ANNOYING. OK, oaks and palm trees growing together - this transition is only found in southwestern Puebla, which means that I'm on the border of Mexico and Arizona, obviously. Airport within 30 miles, sand on the road indicates that the last few cars went North, makes sense, because the nearest city is in Nogales. OKEYDOKEY.
Sherlock: *click, click, click* HELL YEAH, FOUND THE AIRPORT.
John:
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John:
Sherlock: How are you doing, John?
John: I'm in Antarctica.
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