as the next season of doctor who approaches its time for me to wrestle with the question
does my faith in peter capaldi outweigh my distrust of steven moffat
I am familiar with that question.
Rose: Come on Doctor, lets go to the beach!
Doctor: Just let me put some suitable footwear on.
there is something wrong with me
In honor of hitting 69 followers I will be giving away this small shopping cart I found in the trash at work (I’m a janitor so this isn’t as strange as it sounds, I find all sorts of crap). You do not have to be following me, and I will ship anywhere in the world on my own money. If you would like to win said small shopping cart reblog this post by June 30th! Winner will be chosen at random.
This has eleven thousand notes in under twelve hours. My followers have multiplied twentyfold. A fic has been written about me and my goddamn shopping cart. Why. Why does a tiny shopping cart instill such passion in the hearts of bloggers
fifteen days left! Reblog to improve your chances of winning this eight dollar hunk of metal by one hundredth of a percent! You know you want it.i’m not even reblogging this because i want to win. i’m reblogging this because it feels like taking a part in history
the saddest part of The Fault In Our Stars was definitely when Augustus fell into the chocolate river and got sucked up into the tube thing