Tube Philosophy 101
A little philosophy, a little fanaticism, and lots of thoughts from everyone's favorite talking box.
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Photo reblogged from the sochill network
I don’t understand…but I’m cracking up.
(Source: thesochillnetwork)
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Photoset reblogged from Is That A Flirtation?
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Photo reblogged from Is That A Flirtation?
Love Matt, hate Matt…you have to admit that Baby Amy is one adorable companion. This episode and particularly this random-food-eating montage made me fall for Matt as 11 and (I think) makes their relationship unique.
I had an imaginary friend. I wish mine was the Hipster Doctor.
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(Source: doomslock)
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Photoset reblogged from Is That A Flirtation?
SuperWhoLock by PhantomKat813
SuperWhoLock is quickly becoming my favorite cross-over. What’s really funny about the whole situation is that I feel like every culture has a “Doctor.” The Winchester boys definitely fill this roll, but one of America’s first “Doctors” was Ms. Buffy Summers. Not only does her show follow the traditional Monster/Alient of the Week format, but she represents the strong, yet extremely flawed, hero/heroine that we invite into our homes every week to make us feel safe and at the same time in wonder of the world around us.
Anyways, theoretical rant aside, I just really like when these three shows decide to throw a little head-canon party and invade each others’ space. I seriously think it’s only a matter of time before the Moffat universe collides, but I think we might have to wait a while for the Doctor to come to Kansas.
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(Source: becks28nz)
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Quote reblogged from Faith. In. The. Boys.I care not how humble your bookshelf may be, or how lonely the room which it adorns. Close the door of that room behind you, shut off with it all the cares of the outer world, plunge back into the soothing company of the great dead, and then you are through the magic portal into that fair land whither worry and vexation can follow you no more. You have left all that is vulgar and all that is sordid behind you. There stand your noble, silent comrades, waiting in their ranks. Pass your eye down their files. Choose your man. And then you have but to hold up your hand to him and away you go together into dreamland.Arthur Conan Doyle, Through the Magic Door (via bookoasis)
