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@fuckyeahmattsmithswardrobe-blog
In Hiptopia, legend has it that, when a member of the royal court approaches the bowling balls, one of them will burst into spontaneous song accompanied by the far-off playing of a banjo, indicating that specific ball has been blessed by the Hiptopian Badger Gods to ensure a successful game.
The Royal Bowling Team of Hiptopia not only suffers from a lack of skill, but a severe deficiency of confidence. Why do people even root for our team? Why?
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The Royal Bowling Team of Hiptopia: It's not very impressive. Ranked ninth in the league, the French Duke and his teammates are far behind the nations of Mainstream and Abercrombia, probably due to the fact that every practice session quickly dissolves into nonsensical arguments about badger rights or the best knitting patterns for jumpers. The people of Hiptopia, however, don't seem embarrassed by their team's failure, since winning is too mainstream, anyway.
I'm like, 98% sure that this was written by me in the future. Read it. Process it. You know it to be true. Future Josie is a time-travelling hotel room key instruction writer, and now Arthur Darvill has discovered my secret. Also, I filled his room with the winners of the International Weeping Angel Show Choir Championship. You know, just for funzies.
@RattyBurvil: Today I have been mostly… . . Wearing skirts.
Pants. Too mainstream. The captions just write themselves lately.
I’m just laughing really hard that non-weebs would bother getting kigurumi. I still really want a koala one.
Rofl i have two of them. So i have a spare too. Ehehe.
GUEST ONESIE.
GUEST.
ONESIE.
GUEST. ONESIE.
Fuck college, man, I'm just going to live in Arthur Darvill's basement forever. That house must be a goddamn wonderland of amazing decisions.
I'd honestly just like to know why mesh is going inside of a vagina. I'd google it, but I'm too lazy and also unwilling to look at injured meshy vaginas.
Audi International Guards Polo (22 Jul 2012)
These are clearly from some kind of cologne campaign. A cologne called something like Azure Bay or November. You know, some really classy shit like that. And it'd smell like if you could bake a refreshing sea breeze into a comforting apple pie with cinnamon undertones and sparkling top notes of rare Australian leaves or herbs or whatever the fuck else goes into cologne.
That is how these pictures make me feel.
Like I'm breathing in a cinnamony Australian leaf pie cologne.
Cool.
Karen and the Babes at Comic Con
photos via priordeen
Guys, I totally missed all the cool stuff that happened at Comic Con because I'm a terrible blogger who is terrible at things, so SEND ME ALL YOUR COOL STUFF and we'll just, like, have a big giant cool stuff blowout this week. Deal? Deal.
remember that time I met matt and was like omg we don’t actually look all that alike
but only sorta
I'm glad you met Matt Smith and all and imma let you finish, person who I do not know and am now reblogging, but WOW what is happening with Matt's whole shirt region? I didn't know that amoebas-on-drugs print was back in style.
open in new tabs for hi-res.
Matt Smith arrives for the Esquire, Mr Porter, Jimmy Choo party as part of The Men London Caollections at Corinthia Hotel London on June 15, 2012 in London, England.
So Mattsmithswardrobe is gonna be happy. lol
Truthfully, nothing pleases me more than seeing hipsters wearing borderline creepy t-shirts with what appears to be a possibly demonic child's face printed upon them. This, ladies and gentlemen, is FASHION.
As the balmy months of summer greet the farthest shores of Hiptopia, the wild Hipster must shed the longest layers of his mane, emerging from his hibernation den with a fresh new haircut which has probably been inspired by some bass player in an underground indie band he once saw playing in a friend's basement on a Tuesday night with a name that no one can be bothered to recall.
Ladies and gentlemen, people of the court, I must now present to you, in this strange and wondrous hour, a question:
Is this the real life?
That is my question to you, Hiptopians. Is this, what we see before us in such a desaturated and Instagramy form...is this image the real life? Or is this just fantasy?
My friends, we are all caught in a landslide, and now, because of the evidence before us, there is no escape from reality.
Damn you, Arthur Darvill. Damn you and your ridiculousness.
First official picture of the Doctor with his new companion.
Long may this portrait hang in the Royal Hall of the Hiptopian Court, and long may our fair new Hiptopian Countess rule over the land and sea of our glorious nation.
HOW ARE YOU EVEN A REAL PERSON ON THIS PLANET WHO EXISTS
^What my brain said also
I'm never signing out of the internet again. Too many things happen, and then when I come back, my brain explodes. It's a risk that none of us can afford.
I wear waistcoats now. Waistcoats are cool. [x]
No, but really. I missed some stuff. I fell asleep for a couple weeks and woke up in an alternate universe that is hipper than dreams could ever hope to be. Where am I? Who am I? Does Goodwill still exist in this alternate reality, or has it been replaced by something called PleasantWilliam? These are the questions we now must face.
Source: ryanfarrr
.....I feel like I've missed some stuff.
