SOLO MOTHERFUCKER.
heh
Wut
nobody disillusion me by telling me this is photoshopped. I want to believe.
It’s times like these when you realize just how long Marvel’s been around and how long their main titles have been running.
tldr version: ‘solid dick’ used to be slang for straight-forward advice. So, no, that wasn’t a shop.
Now I want a fic in which Steve occasionally forgets that slang has changed and offers Sam “some solid dick” about a problem he’s having before immediately remembering what that means in 2014.
And then maybe realising some solid dick might also be a modern-day solution to said problem.
it’s your father’s friendlock. this is the weapon of a livejournalist. not as clumsy or as random as a personal tumblr, but a more elegant weapon for a more civilized age. for years, the livejournalists were the guardians of idiotic blog drama and fandom pornography in the galaxy. before the dark times, before tumblr
tony walks into his living room one day to see clint on the couch eating cheetos “how did you even get in my house?!” “don’t worry,” natasha says “i let him in.” “hOW DID YOU GET INTO MY HOUSE?”
clint is like “fuck off i just saved the tri-state area.” “i didn’t hear about anything happening to the tri state area” says tony. “yeah,” clint says “that’s because i do my goddamned job.”
“A few years ago when Billie Piper was playing Rose, I was very worried because the next week’s episode was called something like The Day Rose Died. I can’t remember exactly what it was called. Well, my children were in love with Rose as a companion, and I was worried about her. So I sent an e-mail off to Russell T Davies, who of course had grown up on the classic Doctor Who series, and I said “Could you just reassure me that Rose does not, in fact, die because my children shouldn’t watch it if that happens,” and he sent an e-mail back to me saying, “You killed Adric. What do you care?”” – Peter Davison (via perpugilliam)
“WHO WROTE WHAT BIT?
Ah. Another tricky one. As the official Keeper of the One True Copy, Terry physically wrote more of Draft 1 than Neil. But if 2,000 words are written down after a lot of excited shouting, it’s a moot point whose words they are. And, in any case, as a matter of honor both of them rewrote and footnoted the other guy’s stuff, and both can write passably in the other guy’s style. The Agnes Nutter scenes and the kids mostly originated with Terry, the Four Horsemen and anything with maggots started with Neil. Neil had the most influence on the opening, Terry on the ending. Apart from that, they just shouted excitedly a lot.
The point they both realised the text had wandered into its own world was in the basement of the old Gollancz books, where they’d got together to proofread the final copy, and Neil congratulated Terry on a line that Terry knew he hadn’t written, and Neil was certain that he hadn’t written either. They both privately suspect that at some point the book had started to generate text on its own, but neither of them will actually admit this publicly for fear of being thought odd.”
Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch (2006 edition) – appendix by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman (via hapfairy)
