I…. I have no idea what’s going on here. Firstly, there are four of him. This is a ver
I…. I have no idea what’s going on here. Firstly, there are four of him. This is a very good thing. A world with more Hiddleston in can only be a good thing. However, for some reason, they have decided to all hang out together and do bizarre things around a park bench. I believe I’ve already covered the banana-eating one, so we can leave that out, aside from to say that next to Violin Tom and Suitcase Tom, Banana Tom suddenly seems almost normal. Newspaper Tom just looks oddly startled and annoyed about these three lunatics that have interrupted his Quiet Newspaper Time. Granted, a badly-played violin can be worse than nails on a chalkboard, especially if one is trying to read, but still - I think if three versions of me suddenly rocked up, I’d display more emotion than just mild annoyance. (Then again, he is VERY polite. Maybe he’s just too polite to show how stunned he is. That’s probably it.) Suitcase Tom… man, that guy’s got GAME. Three suitcases? And you just know those sumbitches are heavy. A man can’t dress that sharp and pack light. The thought of this hidden strength intrigues me. (Not to mention, I find odd things rather alluring. This being one of them, it would seem. Darn.) Violin Tom…. I like musicians. I like musicians that play instruments requiring… ahem…. manual dexterity, in particular. What can I say, it makes my mind go places, and these places are often rather pleasant, particularly if Hiddleston chooses to join me there. However, in this picture, Violin Tom just looks kind of creepy. Oh well. -- source link
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