Adding on to this: Ben taught Klaus basic Korean, and he did the exact same thing. He would pull like “annyeonghaseyo Benarino.” and Ben would seeth
headcanon: while growing up Diego taught Klaus basic Spanish so that they could talk without the others knowing what they were saying. But now as they’ve grown up, Klaus has used it in the most painfully white way in order to annoy Diego (e.g. “I’d like my regular suite, por favor!”)
wants to be a modern dancer
wants to play the banjo
wants to meet barack obama
wants to meet le dally llama
found the sunlight
Then he’s not your man- he’s Robin
why is Merlin so stressful I wasn't expecting this I came here for dumbassery and the repressed gay not for all this seriousness and consequences and DEATHS
Everyone is laughing that Jeff Blim’s character is named A Man in a Hurry. But, Jon Matteson’s character is named Wiggly. And I just think of TGWDLM “YOU GRABBED THE WRONG ONE, YOU NOODLE! FUCK!”- Ted
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
it was the dismissive “hey buddy” that killed me
you ever just. this is humanity’s eleventh hour. and i’ve prepared something for the occasion. it’s a show stoppin number. a real show stopper. a show stoppin number come on. something to shock em, to bring them a crawling a big time box office draw. with the press and the glamour, we’ll kill the reviews. spotlight on mr ingénue. so fill up your tumblr. got a show stoppin number for you. professor if they hear us they will kill us. a show stoppin number is something you die for. a real catchy ear-wormy tune. an award winning score, that seeps in and out of your pours. a dity to make the chorus girls swoo-oon. it’ll unify humanity, in a thundering chorus. no exit from this broadway venue. so crash those shiny symbols. got show stoppin hymnal for you. this songs pretty good huh. i bet you didn’t know that i was also a composer. i’m fact, while i’ve been preparing for the apocalypse i’ve also been writing my own musical. do you mind if i give you the pitch? we don’t have the ti- fuckin go for it. it’s called workin boys, a new musical. it’s the story of a group of old college chums. sure they found success in the business world. but still, they long for the simpler times. in the beat up old house at the edge of college campus. but those glory days, they’re gone for good. or are they? this here, this is the title number. business calls i’m up to my ass in shit. what is this business? markets are crashing and i’m at the edge of my witts. i just can’t take it. when all i want to do is spend the day with greg, and steve, and stu, and mark, and leighton, and chad. ring ring, the phone rings. i answer it. oh, hey greg. i’m swamped, with business. stocks, bonds, golden parachutes. remember those days on the football field greg? last week feels like ages ago. today? after work? on the football field? the old stomping ground eh greg? just you and me, and steve, and stu, and mark and leighton, and chad (and chad). five o’clock. i see you then greg. i’ll see you then. all i want to do, i spend the day with steve an. five o’clock can’t come soon enough, five o’clock can’t come soon enough, five o’clock can’t come soon enough. i can’t wait to get home, to my boys. a show stoppin number, a real show stopper. an aria to rule them all. they’ll throw us their money, at full price admission. the world will come crumbling down. Hamilton move over, your new competitions in town. hey henry. greg, is that really you? no professor that’s not greg! been a long time. hey boys, ready to toss around that pigskin? stu, you haven’t aged a day. can it be five o’clock already? it must be. come in henry, we’ve got some work to do. working boys we’re up to our ass in shit. what is this business? five o’clock can’t come soon enough. five o’clock can’t come soon enough. five o’clock can’t come soon enough. i can’t wait to get home to my boys. yk?
thank you avantrisfam discord, i will not be shutting up about this
He is lord
Duck is lord
He is:
Lord
Lord
Lord
I’m just saying- I would love to be friends with Jaeden Martell, Wyatt Oleff, Finn Wolfhard, and Jack Dylan Grazer