Sansa Stark ± clasping her hands

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Doctor Who Fest: Day #4

↳ Who is your favourite pairing?: Ten x Rose

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Felix bought her a shirt. She likes it more than she says.


Felix bought her a shirt. She likes it more than she says.

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Ferguson was an irreverent genius, a consistent and consistently surprising comic who took the genre’s tiresome format and threw it out the window. He had no in-house band. He had no in-house announcer. His co-host was a robot. His monologues eschewed weak and easy one-liners, focusing instead on anecdotal digressions and slice-of-life observations. Above all, his Late Late Show was informed by a unique kindness, vulnerability, and sense of perspective. Never was that more evident than in one of his best openings, when he refused to skewer Britney Spears and other embattled celebrities given his own struggles with alcoholism and depression.

Other openings, like his famed eulogy to his father, also struck a nerve with audiences. These confessional moments made Ferguson, more than any other host, a friend to his viewers. He took the same approach with his guests: he never prepared questions for them, preferring to naturally unearth their interests and ideas. That improvisational method was especially refreshing when compared to the styles of his often pandering competitors, and it produced late night’s most candid, sincere, and enlightening conversations. (His interview with Archbishop Desmond Tutu even won a Peabody). For Ferguson, being funny came with the responsibility of being smart; his show never sacrificed serious thought for cheap laughs.
 - on Craig Ferguson leaving Late Night Television - Slate (via crocettis)
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