In Britain, we don’t say “I hate you” we say “you’ve got your own freezer”, and I think that’s disgusting.
Hi! I'm Clare, I live in London and I'm seventeen. Always happy to chat or be someone to vent to, so by all means do send an ask! :) This is a multifandom blog, but if there is a massive event in a single fandom then I apologise to all followers who aren't in that fandom. In no particular order, I generally reblog: Pushing Daisies, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Teen Wolf and generally funny things. I'm also a massive musical theatre fan, so much so that I embarrass myself and others on a daily basis with outbursts of song. Enjoy!
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if anyone outside of britain ever questions how seriously we take the great british bake off just know that this week a guy went out because he threw his baked alaska in the bin because another baker took it out of the freezer and left it on the side and it melted and then he walked up to the judges with said bin and just put it in front of them and i’ve nEVER BEEN SO STRESSED IT WAS INTENSE
his name is Iain and he will be avenged
Never realized how ‘the Phantom of the Opera’ is the perfect example of a guy reacting to ‘the friend zone’ Except the Phantom actually ended up realizing he was being a dick..
If a psycho, eternally scarred maniac living in the dungeons of a opera can realize this, then so can you
I can’t stand these fucking people with these fucking family window stickers on their cars a murderer is gonna come into your fucking house and you’re gonna try to hide your kids in the fucking closet and he’s gonna be like naw bitch I saw your fucking mini van I know you have six more kids where are they