Frankly, anyone who needs the operation of a whistle explained to them deserves to drown. — Cabin Pressure (via raindemon)

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like this better than the original :)

I was waiting for this.

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Fish-free oboe check.

I wish reading fanfiction was homework.

  • Teacher: Okay class, and for tonight you will all need to read chapters 1-5 of The Student Prince. There will be a short comprehension quiz on it tomorrow.
  • Student 1: Aww man I don't wanna do merlin AGAIN!
  • Student 2: Yeah c'mon it's about time we move to Sherlock.
  • Student 3: But that means we'll have to read Alone on the Water!
  • Student 2: Oh shit, you're right.
  • Student 1 and 3: *sniffle
  • Teacher: It's not that bad! The Student Prince is a classic! You'll all love it" (I'd even say it's better than Looking At Me Looking At You.)
  • Me: *SOB

the—hatred—to—your—love:

Second star to the right and straight on till morning, another stupid adventure, come and be king of the world.

Merlin opened the packet of crips he’d just bought and brandished it at Gwen like a consolation prize. “Um - crisp? They’re Bacon and Brown Sauce flavour, and apparently hand made by Highlanders. Or of Highlanders.” He studied the picture on the front. “Highlanders are involved in some way, I’m not too clear exactly how.”

“Oh, shut up and give me a crisp already,” said Gwen, with fond exasperation.

— From The Student Prince, by FayJay. Also in podfic format here. (via arbitrary-aubergine)