I, LIKE TED, AM A LITTLE BIT PSYCHIC. You Are My Believers GTFO, MAN!!! AND DONT LET THE DOOR HITCHYA!

I, LIKE TED, AM A LITTLE BIT PSYCHIC. “You are my believers” GTFO, MAN!!! AND DON’T LET THE DOOR HITCHYA!

THERE IS ONLY ROOM FOR ONE PLATITUDE-SPEWING AUTHORITY FIGURE IN THIS LOCKER ROOM THANKYOUVERYMUCH

The best thing a work of fiction can do is convince me it won’t tie up all its loose ends. I love a third act that adds fuel to the fire. I love a last chapter where I can’t catch a break.

Is it just me, or is Beef Punchley… Magnus Burnsides…?

This is a shift, lads. This is a big shift. The sign is was? the front that Ted’s been putting up, and he’s done. He’s tired of that shit. It’s real now. The belief is inside. I mean right before the speech, we saw Ted successfully fucking COPE instead of hiding his pain. And he told Henry something REAL. This is a whole new ballgame, so to speak.

Now, about that Tedbecca scene—

I fear I may have the gift of Sight. I just know he’s gonna quit. Wait when’s the transfer window again? QUICK SOMEONE ENGLISH TELL ME IF WE ARE LOSING THE TALL ITALIAN MAN!

THERE IS ONLY ROOM FOR ONE PLATITUDE-SPEWING AUTHORITY FIGURE IN THIS LOCKER ROOM THANKYOUVERYMUCH

the parallel of ted's lego nate and nate's ted figurine