3/4 cup of bands
A tablespoon of humor
2oz of wholock
four drops of theatre
A pinch of youtubers
A dash of superheros
Whisk thoroughly and bake at 350°.
The last line “Row, Row, Row, Your Boat.”
“Life is but a dream.”
Really? That’s quite the existentialist mind-fuck to throw in at the end of a nursery rhyme.
I waited patiently for this post
WAIT. ITS NOT ‘LIFE’S A BUTTER DREAM??’
No it isn’t, how long have you thought that?
What the fuck is a butter dream
Hey, if you accidentally call a guy “daddy” in conversation, just save yourself by adding “-o” to the end and slick your hair back like a 1950’s greaser. And throw on your sick-ass leather jacket
Your thirst is hidden and now you’re the coolest dude in school
Sherlock: *squirms around*
Sherlock: *adjusts cushions*
Sherlock: *steals part of Molly's blanket for himself*
Sherlock: If you insist on watching these shows, you can, at the very least, let me be comfortable!
Molly: Excuse me, but you're the one that barged in here. It's my day off!
Sherlock: Hence the lounging around in your sleep wear...
Molly: IT'S COMFORTABLE!
Sherlock: I agree. That's why I changed into pajamas as well.
Molly: Don't you have a case or something to do?? Where's John?
Sherlock: *pouts* No case. John has taken his girls out for the day. It's boring at home.
Molly: *sighs wearily* I've waited ages to catch up on this series. I just want to watch it in peace.
Sherlock: *puppy dog eyes*
Molly: .... Okay, fine!! But, I don't want to hear you complaining or giving the plot away! I'll kick your arse out if you do!!
Sherlock: *grins and nods*
Molly: *takes a deep breath*
Molly: *hits the play button*
=opening credits begin=
Sherlock: *squirming intensifies*
Molly: *gritted teeth* Sherlock....
Sherlock: Getting comfortable.
Sherlock: *arms and gangly legs flail*
Molly: Ouch! Hey!
Sherlock: Just getting comfortable.
Molly: Watch it!
Sherlock: Move your leg a little.
Sherlock: *shifts them about here and there*
Sherlock: *settles down*
Molly: Uhh.... Sherlock? *looks at his arm around her*
Molly: T-this isn't...um, 'getting comfortable'. It's sort of...*blushes* more like... 'cuddling'.
Sherlock: Don't be ridiculous. I would never do such a juvenile, common thing as that.
Molly: Well, you're sort of... uh...
Sherlock: Shhh! I need to watch from the beginning if I'm to follow this show properly, Molly.
Molly: Oh. Yeah. Sorry.
Sherlock: You smell nice by the way.
Molly: *distracted by his hand caressing her thigh*
Sherlock: *sighs contentedly*
Sherlock: Trying to watch here, Molly.
Molly: *giggles and gives him a quick peck on the cheek*
Sherlock: *pretends not to notice*
Everyone: LOKI NO
Loki: LOKI YES
Loki: Okay yeah, Loki no.