MMB fans now, like:
It doesn’t even matter anymore what a suckass pile of bullshit S4 was, or how I only have .0007% faith in the creative team behind this goddamn hellhole of a show. None of that is important. What matters is that S5 will have so much Carol.
THERE WILL BE SO MUCH CAROL.
It can’t be all bad when there’s a festival of Carol. It would be UNPOSSIBLE. They should probably rethink their whole advertising campaign and just release a bunch of posters that say “TWD S5: A FESTIVAL OF CAROL.” Also it would really help a lot if there was some fine print at the bottom that says, “Sorry about last season.”
I’m not dead. I’m sorry about not being around. I still love you.
I’ve been waiting my whole entire life to meet a real live person who dresses like Claudia Kishi and I’m still waiting because life is a cold merciless ocean of bitter disappointment.
I watched the last three episodes of Orange is the New Black last night. I was a really good girl, I drew out season two…I managed to make it last for a few weeks. But now it’s over and there are no more new episodes and I am inconsolable.
Andrew Lincoln’s “Rick Grimes” stunt double from The Walking Dead.
Yes, seriously. No, I don’t understand, either.
If you’ve ever sat next to someone on a plane who used your every move as an invitation to talk to you, congratulations: you now know what it’s like to be a woman.
Unless I’m mistaken, I just realized that Daryl has replaced his crossbow but he has yet to change pants in the entire series.
I wonder if the skin on his waist has begun to grow around his belt, like what happens to dogs when their collars are left on for years at a time? Although I suppose he’s got that protective layer of accumulated filth, like a dirt shield, to insulate him from developing flesh belts.
I'm sorry that people are mean to you! To all the Daryl-loving peeps: he does not have feelings, bacause he's fictional! And also: " It's called a sense of humour, you should get one, they're nice". I adore your sarcasm and occasional cynicism, keep it up!
Awww, gracias friendly anon! Even through all this mess, I only got one anon and it’s yours.I don’t know if I should be flattered or mad about that. Well, let me just rant for a bit since I have had time to mull things over.
First off, since 3/4 of the fandom failed to grasp the King Solomon parable regarding the magical redneck peen being a COMPLETE AND TOTAL SATIRICAL TAKE ON THIS WHOLE BATSHIT CRAZY POLL BUSINESS, I just want to beg people to either read The Onion a bit, watch The Colbert Report sometimes, or brush up on your biblical references. I was utterly skewed as some Lorena Bobbit, hell hath no fury like a Daryl fangirl scorned psycho. I was waiting for the police to show up at my door since I figured people might have alerted the authorities with some of their reactions. Fictional characters people, fictional characters.
I am crying. CRYING. “Caryl time-out.” My gods, YES. That’s what I feel as if people expect me to go into for not wanting to blow NR 24/7. (And the funny thing is that I honestly find him hella attractive, particularly in his Daryl incarnation.)
I’m reblogging with muthawalker's tags on my most recent post, because they're amazing and hilarious: #You are like the George Washington of the Caryl post modern feminist nation#I’m like John Adams#maybe one day HBO will make a miniseries about it#I’ll be dead but one can hope
I’m gonna need for you both to hold still while I hump your legs.
Thanks in advance for your cooperation.