You’re drunk, Land Shark. Go home.
I shouldn’t get on Tumblr after this much alcohol.
Michael Fassbender is a shark, spread the word.
And you know what that means, we’ll be posting all submissions. It’s a god damn frenzy, ya hear?
Just don’t get too weird, because we’re almost out of gin.
It was an out of body experience. Like forgetting how to breathe, being electrocuted, or experiencing a mild stroke. Pick which one you want. He agreed to a picture, gave a side hug, and called one of us “love”. Joel McHale was visibly shaken. Angels wept. Warring nations briefly discussed peace treaties.
We’re industry folk so we don’t partake in fan mail. And when I say industry folk, I mean that we run a “Is Michael Fassbender a Shark” blog.
It should be noted that the one of us who actually spoke audible, yet brief words to Fassbender drunkenly took pictures in his reserved seat.
Because you gotta keep it classy at a movie premiere.






