During college, Nathan Fillion used to deliver singing telegrams dressed as Tarzan. (x)
this beats the roller skates and jean shorts into the ground
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“Okay, “A,” there are no cows in space. “B,” didn’t you wear that, like, five years ago?”
i’m crying
lawd.
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never-ending list of dudes i want to please secularly ♦ nathan fillion
Look at his smallness compared to my tallness, my porcelain doll-ness, my port-in-a-squallness, my kids-in-the-hallness, my Pink-Floyd’s-“The-Wall”ness, my three parts of gaulness, my just all-in-allness, my wonderful me-ness, my hammer the pe-ople can tell that I’m awfully swell while Neil has a weird smell, I’m just saying: Purell. I’m better, better than Neil.
In so many ways, it’s almost unreal!
But, I cannot love him. For he will not hold twine. It’s like he’s allergic or something, there can be no other reason!
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Firefly fans will see me, do a double take, stop, nod and say ‘Captain’ with an air of ‘I know what you’ve been through. I’ve been there too’. A guy did it to me in a furniture store the other day. I was walking by, and he saw me, stopped, stood up straight, and said, ‘Captain,’ and I nodded and said, ‘As you were.’
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- child: (points to one of the Nathan Fillion posters on my wall) I like him!
- me: yeah, me too.
- child: he's on that one show! Castle!
- me: WELL NOBODY GIVES A SHIT ABOUT CASTLE.
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Tagged with #THIS IS UNTOWARD. I agree. My Fillion got no business lookin like this.
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