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Reason to love Stephen Fry Number Twenty: He’s good with children

Spending the evening with a bottle of India Pale Ale and my Stephen Fry tag. This image (aside from being unconditionally adorable) reminds me that I had a particularly vivid dream about having Stephen Fry’s baby a while back. Somehow he became an acquaintance of mine (I believe I was married to another famous English actor in the dream, and obviously all English actors are secret bros) and I asked him flat-out if I could carry his baby. Let’s face it, his genetic material needs to make it through to subsequent generations, and I’ve got hips wide enough to accommodate the intolerably giant head that would result if Stephen Fry and I meshed our genes. Seriously folks; my head is huge. It took me two years to find a hat that fit my oversized noggin, and it’s some antique straw contraption that I found in the basement of my father’s house.
Back to the subject at hand: having Stephen Fry’s glorious children. Of course in my dream we went about it the old fashioned way, but in reality I imagine it would involve a lot more syringes and strangers wearing gloves.
This has nothing to do with this picture, I realize. This might be news if you’re a new follower of mine, but I’m frequently given over to drinking very cheap wine and being silly, and I have a slight case of being madly in love with Stephen Fry.

Reason to love Stephen Fry Number Twenty: He’s good with children

Spending the evening with a bottle of India Pale Ale and my Stephen Fry tag. This image (aside from being unconditionally adorable) reminds me that I had a particularly vivid dream about having Stephen Fry’s baby a while back. Somehow he became an acquaintance of mine (I believe I was married to another famous English actor in the dream, and obviously all English actors are secret bros) and I asked him flat-out if I could carry his baby. Let’s face it, his genetic material needs to make it through to subsequent generations, and I’ve got hips wide enough to accommodate the intolerably giant head that would result if Stephen Fry and I meshed our genes. Seriously folks; my head is huge. It took me two years to find a hat that fit my oversized noggin, and it’s some antique straw contraption that I found in the basement of my father’s house.

Back to the subject at hand: having Stephen Fry’s glorious children. Of course in my dream we went about it the old fashioned way, but in reality I imagine it would involve a lot more syringes and strangers wearing gloves.

This has nothing to do with this picture, I realize. This might be news if you’re a new follower of mine, but I’m frequently given over to drinking very cheap wine and being silly, and I have a slight case of being madly in love with Stephen Fry.

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Creeped out.

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© Fergus Greer

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Photography by Vanda Vucicevic for Stephen Fry in America

This is the best thing to see first thing in the morning.

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dammit Stephen I love you

I think I fainted a little.

I accidentally a whole Stephen Fry. What should I do… is this dangerous?

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Death is Nature's Kwik-E-Mart

Stephen Fry: Don't you think there should be fun in death?
Jack Dee: If you can't be convenient when you're DEAD... well then you might as well forget about it.

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Who wants to get together and have some milk gone off big time stylee?

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“If a thing can be said in ten words, I may be relied upon to take a hundred to say it. I ought to apologise for that. I ought to prune, pare and extirpate excess growth, but I will not. I like words - strike that, I love words - and while I am fond of the condensed and economical use of them in poetry, in song lyrics, in Twitter, in good journalism and smart advertising, I love the luxuriant profusion and mad scatter of them too.”

Stephen Fry

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