“They stole my script last year. I’m done.”
(Source: hiddlesy, via boldmatter)
"Samuel L. Jackson seriously wants to be in the new Star Wars movies. He doesn’t care how it happens, he doesn’t care how many arms he has or how dead he is, or if he has to somehow do this as Nick Fury instead of Mace Windu."
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Is there anyone among us who doesn’t think Star Wars could use a little Nick Fury? (Source)
…it’s a universe with a well-established history of just cloning the shit out of people at the slightest excuse. Samuel L. Jackson could theoretically play every role in the next movie without it being that implausible, by Star Wars standards.
(via stuckinabucket)
Holy shit I would pay twice the going rate for a movie ticket to see a film performed entirely by Samuel L. Jackson. I don’t even care what film. Star Wars, Pride & Prejudice, Sherlock Holmes, The Godfather…Any. Movie.
(via copperbadge)
“From the first moment I met you, your arrogance and fucking conceit made me realize that you were the last motherfucker in the world I could ever be fucking prevailed upon to marry.”
(via hippity-hoppity-brigade)
It is a truth fucking universally acknowledged that a single motherfucker in possession of a giant motherfucking fortune must be in want of a goddamn wife.
(via knottahooker)
“The fucking recollection of what I said—of my fucking conduct, my fucking manners, my motherfucking expressions during it, is now, and has been many fucking months, goddamned painful to me. Your reproof, I shall never fucking forget: ‘had you behaved like less of a motherfucker.’ Those were your goddamned words. You know not, you can scarcely fucking conceive, how they have tortured me.”
(via stuckinabucket)
“Really, Watson, you fucking excel yourself,” said Holmes, pushing back his chair and lighting a cigarette. “I am bound to say that in all the fucking accounts which you have been so good as to give of my own small achievements you have fucking habitually underrated your own motherfucking abilities. It may be that you are not yourself fucking luminous, but you are a motherfucking conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a fucking remarkable power of stimulating it. I confess, my dear fellow, that I am very much in your fucking debt.”
(via knottahooker)
Motherfucker, mama always said life was like a box of fucking chocolates. You never fucking know what you’re gonna get.
(via asgardian-feminist)
To fuck up a motherfucker or to not fuck up a motherfucker, that is the question.
(via getdowngetfunky)
Guys this is the kind of thinking that got Snakes On A Plane made
(via xtremecaffeine)
But soft! What fucking light through yon motherfucking window breaks! It is the fucking east, and that motherfucker Juliette is the fucking sun
(via knottahooker)
“Harry, you’re a mothafuckin wizard.”
“Say what?”
“Bitch, did I stutter?”
(via ididthatonce)
Guys Star wars happens “A long long time ago, In a galaxy Far Far away” Fury hasn’t been born yet in them.
(via jimbly)
Only if you assume that George Lucas was making a documentary. Otherwise for all we know the actual intended audience of the piece was Jack Harkness sitting around on Boeshane in the year 5122.
Also this seems to indicate a despicable lack of faith in the time travel abilities of Nick Fury.
Or that you think our current Nick Fury is not himself potentially a clone of the Furies that existed a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.
Either way, you’ll be receiving a visit from Director Fury shortly. I strongly suggest you have an explanation prepared.
AND SCENE.
(via copperbadge)
We came, We saw, we kicked that motherfucker’s ass.
(via fluffmugger)
(via nicolasechs)
- ……. Does anyone else imagine Samuel L. Jackson just sitting in a room with 10 tv’s and like 20 monitors with all the Olympics livestreams playing and yelling tweets at Siri?
NGL, Mandy, this is pretty much exactly as I imagine it.
(via nicolasechs)
"The part NBC doesn’t show you is that after the competition, Nick Fury shows up and asks Gabby Douglas to join the Avengers"
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@AdamSerwer (via Twitter)
As someone who’s been glued to Samuel L. Jackson’s twitter recently (dude is the most hilariously biased American fan EVER) I gotta tell you—I’m pretty sure he’d be up for it.
(Source: thehappysorceress, via clio-jlh)
Samuel L. Jackson, you are a national treasure.
It will forever delight me that this man is a fan of Liverpool. Also, I pity the PR person that tries to tell Samuel L. Jackson to clean up his motherfucking language.
