mars 2012
- Henry: I saw a scary as fuck dog on the mooooors
- Sherlock: lol I don't care
- Henry: HOUND
- Sherlock: John get your coat we're going to Devon
- ~LATER~
- Sherlock: I can actually drive I just like spending needless money on cabs
- John: town
- Sherlock: let's go
- Innkeeper: so you guys are gay I'm gay too everything is gay in this show here have a gay room like the start of every holiday fanfiction ever -
- John: FOR FUCK'S SAKE I AIN'T HOMOSEXUAL
- Innkeeper: bye have fun I hope your gay boyfriend who you are gay with doesn't snore
- ~MEANWHILE~
- Sherlock: hello quaint townsman I hear you saw a dog I bet my boyfriend you didn't
- Townsman: fuck you I did tho
- John: lol I get 50 quid for free
- ~AND THEN~
- Sherlock: Let's break into a top secret military base using my brother's nicked ID which HAS A PHOTO ON IT lol they'll never guess it's not him for twenty minutes
- John: I am a captain
- Sherlock: trolololol
- ~INVESTIGATION IN PROGRESS~
- Sherlock: rabbit
- Stapleton: rabbit
- John: hold the fuck up - rabbit?
- Frankland: hello I am being introduced in a rather pointed way which suggests I am either the perpetrator of the crime or directly involved in some underhand dealings also have my cell number gurl
- Sherlock: kthanks
- John: Your cheekbones are kicking right off in this shot, mate
- Sherlock:
- John: Your coat
- Sherlock:
- John: stop being attractive
- Sherlock:
- John: I meant mysterious
- ~THEN~
- Lestrade: HEY GURLS HEY
- John: FAMILY HOLIDAY IN DEVON
- Lestrade: just casually confirming my greg-ness and my possible association with your brother
- Sherlock: I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR SEX LIFE
- ~BUT THEN~
- Henry: liberty in liberty in liberty in
- Sherlock: let's take a man with mental health problems into the place which probably has a load of triggers for him because this episode is also called The Asshole in Baskerville
- John: MY MILITARY SENSES ARE TINGLING MORSE CODE
- Sherlock: HOUNNNNNND i saw nothing
- Henry: SHIT SCARED THAT IS ALL
- ~TWO NERVOUS BREAKDOWNS LATER~
- Sherlock: alcoholdl
- John: you're having an emotion
- Sherlock: jkfeoadjfFUCK YOU I'M FINE
- John: you're raving like a monkey on acid
- Sherlock: FUCK YOU I DON'T HAVE FRIENDS
- John: fine. okay. then. well. someone's sleeping on the rug tonight and it won't be me.
- ~CHATTING UP TEH LADIE~
- Frankland: just casually ruining everything
- John: oh goddammit i can't get off with anyone
- ~THE NEXT DAY~
- Sherlock: john
- John:
- Sherlock: john
- John:
- Sherlock: John I don't have friends. I just have one.
- John:
- Sherlock: John you're amazing. John you're fantastic.
- John: okay.
- Sherlock: insults.
- ~LATER STILL~
- Sherlock: casually performing traumatising experiment on my self confessed only friend
- John: crying
- Sherlock: i have the internet inside my head MIND PALACE hound indiana liberty frankland cell
- John: therapist danger shit
- Sherlock: TO THE MOORS
- Henry: fuck this shit I'm out
- Sherlock: DEDUCTIONS
- Moriarty: BOO
- Frankland: JOKES JUST ME
- Dog: HOUND
- John and Lestrade: FIGHTING EVIL BY MOONLIGHT
- Sherlock: Look henry it's just a dog and everything is going to be fine also I am still a jerk
- ~MEANWHILE~
- Moriarty: SHERLOCK <3 JIM SHERLOCK <3 JIM SHERLOCK SHERLOCK SHERLOCK SHERLOCK
omg can we just appreciate these tributes outfits
like district 1 are vegas dancers
and district 2 thinks they’re in gladiator
and district 3 is something out of a lady gaga video
district 4, well, it could be worse
case in point, see district 5
what the fuck district 6
district 7 and their origami
i’m so sorry district 8
is the boy tribute from 9 supposed to be a dalek or
HOWDY Y’ALL FROM DISTRICT 10
wow really creative for 11
BOW DOWN TO DISTRICT 12, BITCHES
-Everyone would immediately be paired with a friend who wanted to do nothing but talk about their one summer abroad in France.
-The only show on TV would be MASH.
-Each morning would start out with a 1-hour debate about which Radiohead album was the best.
-All hand soaps and body products would be in Cucumber Melon scent.
-The only place to drink would be a Tracy Chapman karaoke joint, where all the beer is 3:2.
-Everyone would have food allergies that weren’t deathly but just gave people unbearable gastrointestinal cramps, resulting in most of the food in hell being everything-free mush.
-The only social network you have access to is LinkedIn.
-There’s always some girl talking about lucid dreaming, and how you should try it.
-The only place you can shop is an Old Navy outlet.
-All toilets are guarded by Amnesty International donation solicitors.
-The Internet would just be photo albums of white families’ cycling trips, with long captions.
npr:
Think of Jennifer, or as we like to call her, “Jen.” Jen of the dazzling smile, Jen of the gorgeous chin, Jen with her hair down, Jen tousled, Jen as Rachel, Jen with Brad; Jen without Brad, Jen with Vince, Jen at the Oscars, and, of course, Jen as a neuron in the medial part of the temporal lobe.
Maybe you missed that last Jen.
A few years ago, a UCLA neurosurgeon named Itzhak Fried, while operating on patients who suffer from debilitating epileptic seizures, discovered what he now calls the “Jennifer Aniston Neuron.” -Robert Krulwich












