In this time of term papers I wanted to draw my patron deity, Bullshitticus, god of students and general last minute fudgery, sitting upon his Golden Futon, attended by the muses Caffeina and Thesaurae, whose powers of artificial energy and pretentious vocabulary can be invoked in case of the all-nighter.
I like to think he’s Dionysus’s second cousin or something.
This is genius…
- Moffat: *strokes lap cat* It is time. Do the thing.
- BBC: But sir
- Moffat: No,no. They've been too happy of late. Besides, finals are coming up. They might actually be focused on them...
- Moffat: *sips tea* And we can't have that.