Saturday, February 16, 2013

"Hope" is the thing with feathers / That perches in the soul / And sings the tune without the words / And never stops - at all -


Via bandofbrothels tumblr. This is from Ripper Street, in case you were wondering (episode five). This show has, until this point, been generally way too gross...but episode five, this is PURPLE PROSE GOLD, people. I kept alternating between laughing so hard I was crying and wanting to give Drake (see above) a big hug as his DREAMS WERE CRUSHED. Call me Drake...I'll treat your poetic soul with the respect it deserves. PROMISE. *wink* (Thanks to Tasha and Gina for making this collective viewing experience oh-so-memorable on Facebook. Ripper Street Painted Ladies FOREVER.)

6 comments:

Tasha B. said...

FOREVER. <3 I think next week I'll just type with a Cockney accent. ;)

Gina said...

Egyptians! Feathers! Scarabs! Insulting the queen! Tawdry bullion! MY JUSTICE IS A HURRICANE OF FIRE!!!

Charity said...

Let me know if this show ever improves. I gave up after episode 5.

Ruth said...

@Tasha - BRILLIANT idea! :)

@Gina - MY JUSTICE IS A HURRICANE OF FIRE!!!! Bwaahaahaa!!! I can hardly stand it...good times, good times... :)

@Charity - "Improves" is probably a strong word here to hope for. This is the only episode I found somewhat entertaining and that was, I'm pretty sure, 100% unintentional on the part of all involved in the show (and all due to Tasha and Gina and our epic Facebook conversation!). ;) But I'll keep you posted! :)

Rachel said...

Maybe I'll just watch this one?

Ruth said...

@Rachel - You should, you really should. Best ep (so far at any rate) of the series.