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fuckyeahukboys:

Richard Ayoade - Whipps Cross, London, England; 32/33

Ask and ye shall receive: Cordelia

Moss

katieparker:

Roy: There are 12 exits, Moss. Twelve exits, for only 200 people.
Moss: You’re going Close Encounters crazy, Roy.
Roy: To have killed anyone, the fire has to start here, here and here, and close in like this. But how’s it spreading? There’s no wood in a Sea Parks arena. And why is there no wood? Because it rots. And why does it rot? Because of all the water…
Moss: Damn that mash looks tasty.

emadness:

I love this show

girlplease:

So, I have a new redhead to add to my list.

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fuckyeahtvpicspam:

Moss:  0115…no…0118…no…0118 999 – 3. Hello? Is this the emergency services? Then which country am I speaking to? Hello? Hello?
Moss: I know. Yeah. [sits down in front of the computer Subject: Fire. “Dear Sir stroke Madam, I am writing to inform you of a fire which has broken out at the premises of…” no, that’s too formal.[Deletes] ”Dear Sir stroke Madam. Fire, exclamation mark. Fire, exclamation mark. Help me, exclamation mark. 123 Carrendon Road. Looking forward to hearing from you. All the best, Maurice Moss.”

The IT crowd 1.02 - “Calamity Jen”

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warningdontreadthis:

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“JEWELLERY MAN.”