They're from here. And apparently, it is NOT, despite all appearances, actually the story of Robert Lindsay and his sweet, seductive jailbait boytoy Paul McGann. They're supposedly uncle and nephew? And I have icons even though I haven't seen a minute?
It's plebey, but I can't help it. I can't also help the FILTHY, FILTHY young captain Pellew/baby Bush that's just swarming over me. I can't find it now in this demented early morning state that I'm in, but I swear to God there's a cap somewhere where Lindsay has McGann shoved up against the wall, is standing right behind him, and has McGann's tilted back by the hair.
And Dickie omg omg omg. I love him in that movie so much. He just breaks my heart. That last shot of him sitting with the wife and the kid-that-is-not-his, and OMG.
I am in the home stretch of panic. 6.5 hours left on thie 48 hour takehome and I AM DONE. DONE. I MAY HAVE FAILED SEVERAL CLASSES THAT I CARE V. DEEPLY ABOUT BUT I. WILL. BE. DONE.
in which i reveal myself to be the biggest fangirl/HTML incompetent of all time.
It's plebey, but I can't help it. I can't also help the FILTHY, FILTHY young captain Pellew/baby Bush that's just swarming over me. I can't find it now in this demented early morning state that I'm in, but I swear to God there's a cap somewhere where Lindsay has McGann shoved up against the wall, is standing right behind him, and has McGann's tilted back by the hair.
And Dickie omg omg omg. I love him in that movie so much. He just breaks my heart. That last shot of him sitting with the wife and the kid-that-is-not-his, and OMG.
I am in the home stretch
of panic. 6.5 hours left on thie 48 hour takehome and I AM DONE. DONE. I MAY HAVE FAILED SEVERAL CLASSES THAT I CARE V. DEEPLY ABOUT BUT I. WILL. BE. DONE.