#Glenn Cullen
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everydaywomble · 3 months ago
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Realised I never posted these and I actually am proud of some of 'em.
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glitterypin · 5 months ago
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good ol' Glenn, maintaining decorum in any and all situations
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just4xu · 7 months ago
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oh2e · 8 months ago
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A (long) Collection of TTOI Quotes
He’s as useless as a marzipan dildo
I’m going to have to mop up a hurricane of piss here
He and Hewitt are tight as arse cheeks
‘How fucked am I? On the fuckometre?’ ‘Oh 12’ ‘yeah 12’ ‘out of what?’ ‘50’ ‘oh…. mine was out of 10’
Tiny little dick the size of a bookie’s biro
There’s no time to go home I’ll pass myself on the way back in
I can only cook with what I’m given. You give me Hugh Abbot I’ll give you bangers and mash, you give me Jerry from home office then I can raise it to fucking risotto and scallops
I am king of remembering my own password
‘Shagging your way to the top is it?’ ‘Yes well I’m not Scottish so I’ve got to get in somehow’
How much shit is on the menu and what flavour is it?
‘What do you want Malcolm’ ‘Two bits of tit. Two titties.’
Come the fuck in or fuck the fuck off
“What about just firing him at a wall from a cannon?” “I know we force feed him a mixture of garlic and Dettol in cup a soup” “What about the old red hot poker up the arse?” “I’d like to nail him to a tree through the head and watch lice slowing crawl over his body eating off all the flesh”
“Has security checked this [plant]?” “For little terrorists?”
This is the problem with the public - they’re fucking horrible
Not only was it a shit idea to ruin my holiday, it was a shit idea you stole from the government to ruin my holiday
Ah that’s like smoking dead skin that is
You’re the fucking shittest James Bond ever - you’re David Fucking Niven!
You’re like a sweaty octopus trying to unhook a bra
You take the piss outta [Al] Jolson again and I will remove your iPod from its tiny nano sheath and push it up your cock! Then I’ll plug some speakers up your arse and put it onto shuffle with my fucking fist
I thought you said no one reads these except political obsessives and mad Christians in wheelchairs but loads of people read mine
“I am not the story here” “Well no you kind of are though Malcolm, they spelled your name right and everything”
Come with me before I put your nuts in a book and squeeze them so hard that they come out like pressed fucking flowers
You’re The Ben….Ben Nevis…Bentally Ill…
Tickety fuckity boo
“Anyone seen Jamie?” “Oh don’t tell me he’s gone feral cos he was fucking terrifying when you had him on the leash.”
I’d love to stay and talk to you but I’d rather have type 2 diabetes
Mr Baby New Potato Head
It sucks cock so deep the bell end is wearing your appendix as a little hat
This is an operations room so unless you want your tonsils out by keyhole surgery from this key here, piss off!
Cliff Fucking Lawton! Nice. Was the Cilit Bang man not available?
To a guy who loses it so bad he needs a sat nav to find his own nipples
I’m feeling about as up to date as a Gregorian calendar
“You couldn’t organise a bum rape in a barracks.” “Au contraire”
You’re about as secure as a hymen in a south London comprehensive
Stop fucking blinking or I will take your optic nerve and fucking strangle you with it
Hanging round like a couple of school secretaries in the summer holidays
It’s like a prostate consultant’s waiting room in here
You will be sorry you inflatable cock!
I am going to have your intestines as a skipping rope and your lungs sundried and turned into a fucking waistcoat
Or will Dan Miller pull his scalp off and use it as an oven glove?
Enough of the pleasantries let’s just oil up and get fucking
A towel rail shouldn’t take up a whole wall, that’s not a towel rail it’s a climbing frame.
I’ve got a to-do list here longer than a fucking Leonard Cohan song
More on my plate than a spinster at a wedding
The only other candidate is my left bollock with a fucking smiley face drawn on it
Feels a bit like my head’s made entirely of smoke alarms
Fuck the Is and fist the Ts
May as well ask what I think of skirting boards, I’m sure we need them but I don’t know why
“No no I didn’t say that” “Well you sort of did with your face”
Let me row back a little bit, perhaps all the way back to the boathouse
She’s not bent either in the sense of being corrupt or being gay and by the way that’s an incredibly homophobic headline you massive poof
Omnishambles, from bean to cup you fuck up
I’m on my way to wipe my arse on pictures of Nick Robinson
“And I’m not doing terribly am I?” [Malcolm looking out the opposite window] “I love the way they’ve sandblasted here. It looks so clean.”
No no, don’t get up - I’m not viagra
He’s a fucking knitted scarf, he’s a balaclava.
The only thing John Duggan is doing here is depriving a village somewhere of a twat
You write almost entirely in generic meaningless buzzwords don’t you?
I will tear your fucking skin off, I will wear it to your mother’s birthday party, I will rub your nuts up and down her leg while whistling Bohemian Fucking Rhapsody
She’s behaving like a squirrel in a pedal bin.
Or I’ll have to tear my eyelids off and scrunch them up into fucking earplugs
I’m flypaper for dickheads
I think you’re wrong Malcolm you’re like a sultana in a salad
Sorry I can’t make espresso but I’ve made this so thick and black it’ll be like drinking fucking plimsoles
Well fuck a pot noodle. Sam, prepare my horse. I ride to DoSAC
The only fucking vibe you need to worry about is the one your wife hides in her knicker drawer
See you later and remember my door is always locked
* Tintin’s sexy sister to Ollie
What I really need is to shoot you all in the back of the head FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. but I can’t because it’s illegal.
I reserve this level of anger for when I’m flying Ryanair
As about a strong defence as ‘the fertiliser in my homemade bomb was organic’!
She’s a fart in a frock and we both want her wafted out of here
She’s going to have to fall on her sword, which means that we’re going to have to stick one in the ground, trip her up onto it and get someone jump up and down on her back for ten minutes
She’s going to kick her own head in which’ll be easy because she does yoga
I’m looking for Mr Oliver Reeder? He looks a bit like a Quentin Blake illustration
“Is she fucked?” “Like Caligula’s favourite watermelon.”
Can I bring you a shot glass? And some bleach?
You can’t look a gift corpse in the mouth
“It’s over the fat lady’s singing” “No she’s not, the fat man from the go compare advert is talking”
I’ve got my cock out, it’s covered in breadcrumbs and the fucking pigeons are circling
Have I just stepped through a portal into a sausage machine because this is making mincemeat out of my head
Sit there and ogle me like a page three girl
I’m as busy as a two-twatted hooker
Now I have to step in your shoes but after you’ve shat in them
I don’t just take this fucking job home you know. I take this fucking job home, it ties me to the bed and it fucking fucks me from arsehole to breakfast then it wakes me up in the morning with a cupful of piss flung in my face then slaps me about the chops to make sure I’m awake enough to kick me in the fucking bollocks. This job has taken me in every hole in my fucking body.
Everything is fine I’m like lube at a funeral
If you pull off again I’m going to stick the meter so far down your throat you’ll be able to tell the price of your next shit
You closeted regency homosexual
It’s been a bit like renovating an old, old house. You can take out a sexist beam here, a callous window there, replace the odd homophobic roof tile, but after a while you realise […] the foundations are built on what I can only describe as a solid bed of cunts.
Shit in the couscous
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sashathegreyhound · 2 months ago
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Ollie Reeder is basically canonically bisexual and we don't talk about that enough.
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In fact, he doesn't talk about it enough. Season 5 with Ollie plotting elaborate takedowns with his politician boyfriend when??? Like come on, we've seen him be morally bankrupt, now I need him being morally bankrupt and successful. He's got a history of failing relationships with members of the opposition, I think we could work with that. I mean personally I could totally see him desperately trying to a) slate the shadow chancellor in the press and b) keep the details of his relationship with said shadow chancellor out of the press, whilst watching said relationship fall to explode into pieces and then reform every 30 seconds. Like let him be Machiavellian and evil as a treat pls.
And also stop putting gel in his hair, wth happened to his S1 curls? (I have many thoughts on the narrative clues that can be gleaned from his hair style change but it's far too early in the day for that)
Also shout out to Glenn for that second one, like yes, I do in fact love DoSAC acting like a moderately dysfunctional family that vlogs their awkward family holidays. And for this one:
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I know that's vaguely supposed to refer to young, Ollie-esque junior politicians and special advisors but I like to think that they mean DoSAC is like the government equivalent of the theatre society at a local college, in that it functions as an unofficial meet-up for the queer community. On a mostly unrelated note, I also like to think that they put on a play as a department every year, which would be awful but also extremely funny, and (Glenn) someone would write an 8 hour original soundtrack for it every year without fail. Trust me.
Anyway, Ollie and Dan, your semi-secret season 1 relationship will always be real to me.
@rattuswrennus happy Tuesday
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the-casbah-way · 7 months ago
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world’s most ineffective political dream team
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itskneeshaw · 5 months ago
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xnumb-little-bugx · 9 months ago
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happilyhadesbound · 10 months ago
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leaving every room like this from now on
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raidermomma · 5 months ago
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My writers creativity is telling me to start the next chapter with a cold open of a sex scene. My repressed, embarrassed little brain is screaming no. What do I do?
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half-an-hour-hence · 1 year ago
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I think Glenn calling Ollie a giggling little tampon in one of the bloopers for Spinners and Losers has got to be one of my favourite things ever
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everydaywomble · 8 months ago
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I don't have functional lungs quite yet, but boy do I have memes
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glitterypin · 4 months ago
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ah, malcolm, colorful as the rainbow
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expertfool · 4 months ago
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glenn if he had a finsta and was subposting about ollie
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asexplainedbyttoi · 2 years ago
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Boris Johnson’s entire testimony to the Partygate inquiry as explained by The Thick of It
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doctor-mccoys-sanity · 1 year ago
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if i start writing fanfic for The Thick of It someone please save me
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