Tom: Little bit of a behind the scenes detail for you, but I am
now having to attach myself to a wire so that I can climb, just in case I
slipped off the ladder.
Josie: You climbed beautifully so you couldnât see it, it was
actually really great.
What happens to you now?
Tom: So, in the play Marius is shut inside the city gates of
Corioles and his men believe he will almost certainly be slaughtered. What happens to me at this time is I am crawling along the lighting
rig, down the lighting and fire ladder, stripping off my armor as fast as I can
and standing in a small paddling pool while being doused in blood to come back in
two minutes time up stage right.
I didnât know cheetahs meow Iâve always thought they roar my whole life has been a lie
Ok but the other one is purring so hard
If I ever donât reblog this assume Iâm dead
Fun fact: technically, because of its inability to roar and its ability to purr, the cheetah is not a âbig catâ (or Great Cat) – they are still classified as Lesser Cats.
Also you havenât heard anything until you hear them cheep.
you cant just say something like that and not provide cheeping cheetahs
They DO cheep!! Â
And whoever the bitch is thatâs feeding them needs to stop fucking teasing and fucking feed them, already.
âDonât you have somewhere else to be, husband?â
âmmmh, itâs too hotâ
âIâm not your personal cooling systemâ
A little gift for stereobone based on her amazing fic (x). Married life is hard almost as hard as Thorâs erection. Open in a new tab for full resolution as always.Â