As long as this ended with Hannibal’s head on a pike in Bobby’s front yard, I’d go for it.
Depending on the writer it would end with Hannibal getting run over by a vegan-delivery truck
but what if you became a famous actor or actress and then you were asked to do a film and you accepted but then your costar was your celebrity crush that you used to blog about at 3am and you used to cry over their face and their general life decisions
bet you never had a friday night like this
what if every single spider in the world was just replaced by a cat
i think that’s a world I would love to live in
but imagine finding a cat in your bath
just a wild cat in the bath
Sherlock quotes: [22/?]
My brother has the brain of a scientist or a philosopher and yet he elects to be a detective. What might we deduce about his heart?
I don’t know.
Neither do I. But initially, he wanted to be a pirate.
we need to sacrifice somebody so Ellen never dies
This is quickly becoming the Hunger Games for douchebags
My dash did a thing
Nothing beats a snow pentagonal dodecahedron
do you wanna build a snow pentagonal dodecahedron?
it doesn’t have to be a snow pentagonal dodecahedron…