No.1 Ty Betteridge Suffering Supporter

Where's that tweet about how American chants are "let's go [team name] and some other country (Irish?) fans are "I've made up a song about the other team's drinking problem to the tune of London Bridge Is Falling Down one two three"?

#At this point they're just feeding him prime ministers - via @copiccrow

its a crime more people don't know about the silt verses. Happy pride to the grizzled, Irish, middle aged, aro-ace, every gods favorite, impossible to kill, mass murderer, manipulative woman known as Carpenter

I’m soooooo embarrassed. My lord told me “good night,” but I thought he was calling me a good knight, and, well, you could hear it clink against my codpiece.

loud warning

Rolling on the floor sobbing and crying and losing my mind at “GET INSIDE THE VAAAAAAAAAAN”

*takes a bite of my cigarette*...... heh. the character...... *walks into a small puddle but it swallows me up like the ocean* *i am found dead years later in maine*

Cecil Gershwin Palmer, character of all time. He's gay. He has lyme disease. He's a PTA uncle. He's terrified of mirrors and for good reason. He's a cat dad. He's a DAD dad. He fell in love with his husband the first time he laid eyes on him. He got a barber run out of town. He regularly leaks classified police and government information on his radio show but kept his adopted son secret for ages. He has a complicated and tumultuous relationship with his mother. He's a gossipy bitch. He's in love with the job he was destined and cursed to have. He wears fanny packs. He's cried on air as many times as he's laughed. He has a true crime podcast. He calls his husband Kittycake. He has been a my fictional friend for over ten years.

As a scientist I find the concept of Cecil freely yapping about Carlos on the radio so funny because if I was in the lab just going about my experiments and then some person on the radio started talking about how hot I am I would get clowned on it by my coworkers beyond belief. Every time I walked into the lab the grad students there would’ve been like “there he is with his perfect hair 😩” and if the centrifuge broke “try asking it to work with your sweet caramel voice 😫” like deadass the lab would be insufferable for months