openthedooritschip asked:


Two great tastes that taste great together! ^^
(Thank heavens for tumblr. I’ve met more people with converging interests than I could ever have expected to. I mean, really, what are the odds?)
openthedooritschip asked:


Two great tastes that taste great together! ^^
(Thank heavens for tumblr. I’ve met more people with converging interests than I could ever have expected to. I mean, really, what are the odds?)
What ho!” I said.
“What ho!” said Motty.
“What ho! What ho!”
“What ho! What ho! What ho!”
After that it seemed rather difficult to go on with the conversation.
“There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, ‘Do trousers matter?’”
"The mood will pass, sir.”
– P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters
So I’m reading The Code of the Woosters, everything is well and truly messed up and it’s starting to feel like an adventure game in the most delightful sort of way, like–
what ho
i have a texture problem
Reblogging this again because Lady is also partially to blame for my current predicament. ;)
I’m beginning to feel quite certain that every time Bertie buys a hat/tie/outfit that Jeeves disapproves of, Jeeves immediately arranges a catastrophe, just in case the master proves obstreperous about his wardrobe.
“Oh, sir wants to wear his pink tie, does sir? Well, perhaps sir will enjoy this little visit from Aunt Agatha next week…”
Two hours later.
“Ye gods, Jeeves, I’ve just had the most terrible cable from Aunt Agatha, you must help me–
"With pleasure, sir…”