This reminds me of a Saudi saying about the impermanence of oil and the economy it sustains:
"My father rode a camel.
I drive a car.
My son flies an airplane.
His son will ride a camel.”
I FUCKING READ THE LAST GIF IN HIS VOICE AND I STARTED CHOKING
Harry, the boy who seemed dead lost in class.
And both Holmeses are rather hurt by this.
Can we just take a moment to appreciate the irony of these two scenes? Because which one is the machine and which one isn’t human, really?
I have found that the average tumblr user goes through 3 distinct stages:
- the “i just got an account and i have no idea what im doing how do i find blogs how does any of this shit even work” stage
- the “OMG TUMBLR IS THE BEST THING OF ALL CREATION HAHAHAHAHAHAHA SUCK IT FACEBOOK LOL ALL OUTSIDERS ARE PEASANTS” stage
- and, finally, the “i fucking hate this website and everyone on it but i dont know how to leave” stage
I’m that part of the fandom that can’t gif, make edits, write fanfiction or draw I’m just kind of here like
Which makes you the commenter, the fic-reccer, the source-finder, the link-poster, the headcanon buddy, the forum-poster, the kink-prompter, the conversation starter, the number one fan, the miscellaneous details and subconscious fact-checker.
aka: you’re the person all those other skill-sets are producing for.
this makes me so very, very happy.
My education in a nutshell
I can not count the number of times this trick has saved my ass.
And people say Tumblr doesn’t teach you life skills…
this will come in handy one day
ATTENTION GRADUATING CLASS OF 2013: COLLEGE SURVIVAL 101
Reblogging for future reference..
David Tennant in a poncho and sombrero being slapped by a fish.
Thanks I needed that
reblogging for the pun and also that face