Because I need no excuse. You should expect no excuse from me. Because I will give none.
This could NOT not be reblogged. Seriously. It's Richard Armitage in a kilt, people! I don't know whether to fall over laughing hysterically or what.
How does this man make even kilts look majestic???
Oh, wait. I forgot.
...Sometimes I need to be reminded... Ahem.
I don't know whether to fall over cackling with hysterical laughter over the nerdiness of his glasses here (and nerdiness is a good thing in my books, don't get me wrong), or to go, "Awww..." and save this picture.
What the heck. It's being saved.
Also, I would like to bring in this excerpt from an interview:
[Armitage is cut off when the phone in the hotel room where we are conducting the interview rings, interrupting us.]
INTERVIEWER: Do you need to answer that?
RICHARD: Maybe I should. It’s Sauron. You can tell by his ring.
Richard Armitage, ladies and gentlemen.
In Pace Christi,