If you could slushie anyone in the world, who would it be?
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If you could slushie anyone in the world, who would it be?
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TV Shows Challenge | 4 gifs of your favorite show: Glee’s Loser Like Me performance
You wanna be - you wanna be a loser like me.
TV Shows Challenge | 10 TV shows you love the most: Glee
“By its very definition, Glee is about opening yourself up to joy.”
We gotta hold on, ready or not
You live the for the fight when that’s all that you’ve got— Start Me Up / Livin’ On A Prayer
It’s astounding, time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll— Time Warp
Artie: Eddie. I’ve seen him.
Mercedes: Eddie? What do you know of Eddie, Dr. Scott?
Artie: I happen to know a great deal about a lot of things. You see, Eddie happens to be my… nephew.
Sue: This play is terrible.
Will: Finn’s line, Dr. Scott!
Rachel: Oh!
Artie: Janet!
Rachel: Dr Scott!
Will: Finn’s line, Janet!
Sue: I’m so bored I just fell into a microsleep.
Rachel: Brad!
Mercedes: Rocky!
Will: Grrr!
Artie: Janet!
Rachel: Dr. Scott!
Will: Still being Finn, Janet!
Rachel: Brad!
Sue: None of this is plausible.
Mercedes: Rocky!
Will: Grr.
Artie: Janet.
Rachel: Dr. Scott!
Will: Finn’s line, Janet!
Rachel: Brad!
Mercedes: Rocky!
Will: Grr.
Sue: This play has incredible pacing problems.
Rachel: Mr. Schue, it is pointless to rehearse this scene without Finn.
Will: Well, we don’t have a choice, he’s late and he’s not answering his phone, we gotta get this timing down, guys. And would you please stop interjecting your opinions, Sue.
Will: Opinions? These are my re-writes.
I used to go for a ride with a chick who’d go
And listen to the music on the radio
A saxophone was blowing on a rock’n’roll show
And you climbed in the back and you really had a good time— Whatever Happened To Saturday Night?
Here’s a ring to prove that I’m no joker
There’s three ways that love can grow
That’s good, bad or mediocre
Oh J-A-N-E-T I love you so— Damn It, Janet
I love you, baby, like a flower loves a spring
I love you, baby, like a robin loves to sing
I love you, baby, like a schoolboy loves his pie
And oh, I love you, baby, river deep, mountain high— River Deep, Mountain High
What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home— One Of Us
Kurt: Thank you, Mercedes. Your voice is stunning. But I don’t believe in God.
Tina: Wait, what?
Kurt: You’ve all professed your beliefs, I’m just stating mine. I think God is kinda like Santa Claus for adults. Otherwise God’s kind of a jerk, isn’t he? I mean he makes me gay and has his followers going around telling me it’s something that I chose. As if someone would choose to be mocked every single day of their life. And right now I don’t want a heavenly father. I want my real one back.
Mercedes: Look, Kurt, how do you know for sure? You can’t prove that there’s no God.
Kurt: You can’t prove that there isn’t a magic teapot floating around on the dark side of the moon with a dwarf inside of it that reads romance novels and shoots lightning out of its boobs, but it seems pretty unlikely doesn’t it?
Brittany: Is God an evil dwarf?
Quinn: We shouldn’t be talking like this. It’s not right.
Kurt: I’m sorry, Quinn, but you all can believe whatever you want to. But I can’t believe something I don’t. I appreciate your thoughts. But I don’t want your prayers.
Finn: Mr. Schue? I have something to say. Something happened to me and I can’t really get into it but it’s shaken me to my core.
Puck: Oh my God, he’s coming out.
Finn: Well, yes, there is a man who’s sort of recently come into my life and that man is Jesus Christ.
Puck: That’s way worse.
Finn: And I know there’s others in here who dig him too. So I thought maybe this week we could pay tribute to him in music. You know, pay tribute to Jesus.
Kurt: Sorry, but if I wanted to sing about Jesus I’d go to church. And the reason I don’t go to church is because most churches don’t think very much of gay people. Or women. Or science.
Mercedes: I don’t see anything wrong with getting a little church up in here.
Quinn: I agree. I’ve had a really hard year and I turned to God a lot for help. I for one wouldn’t mind saying thanks.
Santana: Thanks for what? That it didn’t come out a lizard baby?
Brittany: Whenever I pray I fall asleep.
There’s no escape
I can’t wait
I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You’re dangerous
I’m loving it— Toxic