So I'm rewatching Sherlock once more. And I cannot, for the life of me, stress this enough. Anderson is a mood.
My—most of the time—mood.
And I don't know , but, I' m just gonna assume that I'm speaking on behalf of all the Sherlockians out there. We are just like Anderson at this times. Throwing conspiracies on whoever unfortunate person out there that has the misfortune of sitting beside us, and those who are around us, about how long will it take for BBC and Moffat to make Season 5. And what all of those are going to be about.
I REPEAT! WE ARE ANDERSON!
Except for the fact that we don't lower the I. Q of the whole street.















