I'm the lavender barnacles on the Dowager Countess's purple hat from the Edwardian era!
In memory of the season being done: Let's be Downton Abbey!
|by Anonymous||reply 59||02/21/2013|
I'm the blood dripping down the face of Matthew Crawley.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||02/19/2013|
I'm the sheer pounds per inch generated by Lady Mary's constantly pursed lips.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||02/19/2013|
I'm the lotion O'Brien has to use each night to massage the frozen grimace on Lady Grantham's simpering face.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||02/19/2013|
I am Earl of Grantham's secret gay past
|by Anonymous||reply 4||02/19/2013|
I'm the overflowing septic tank. ALL THEY DO IS EAT.
|by Anonymous||reply 5||02/19/2013|
I'm Jimmy wondering why my dick is getting hard, when all I did was sit there trying to "be friends."
|by Anonymous||reply 6||02/19/2013|
I'm Tom Branson's taint misbehaving
|by Anonymous||reply 7||02/19/2013|
I'm getting tired of this thread already.
|by Anonymous||reply 8||02/19/2013|
I'm the crust in the corner of Mrs. Patmore's eyes.
|by Anonymous||reply 9||02/19/2013|
I'm the bar of soap that O'Brien used as a murder weapon.
|by Anonymous||reply 10||02/19/2013|
I'm the unbelievable stench emitting from r8's pussy!
|by Anonymous||reply 11||02/19/2013|
I'm Elizabeth McGovern's weird Chicago accent.
|by Anonymous||reply 12||02/19/2013|
I'm Jimmy's physical beauty that all the characters comment on but no one at home can quite see.
|by Anonymous||reply 13||02/19/2013|
I'm a big, sloppy, wet kiss to the joys of feudalism.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||02/19/2013|
I'm Lady Edith's gigantic bush.
|by Anonymous||reply 15||02/19/2013|
I'm the dreary weeds O'Brien is forced to wear 24/7, even to the Gillies' Ball at Duneagle Castle.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||02/19/2013|
I'm footman Tom's cigarette...and he's smoking me all the time.
|by Anonymous||reply 17||02/19/2013|
I'm Branson's improbably gym-worked torso.
|by Anonymous||reply 18||02/19/2013|
I'm the African American man who anally penetrated Thomas, Jimmy, Matthew, and Mary's ex fiancé.
|by Anonymous||reply 19||02/19/2013|
I'm the house. GET OUT.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||02/20/2013|
I am O'Brien's bangs. Don't fuck with me, fellas!
|by Anonymous||reply 21||02/20/2013|
I am Jimmy's warm, moist and inviting anus, involuntarily clenching and unclenching
|by Anonymous||reply 22||02/20/2013|
I'm Lady Grantham's breakfast tray.
|by Anonymous||reply 23||02/20/2013|
I'm the ten bathrooms you never see.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||02/20/2013|
I'm Bates' cane, not seen since season 2.
|by Anonymous||reply 25||02/20/2013|
I'm next season's OTT soap opera plot device. Either someone will come back from the dead or a long lost evil twin will show up.
|by Anonymous||reply 26||02/20/2013|
Dont they buy any new furniture at Downton Abbey?
|by Anonymous||reply 27||02/20/2013|
I'm the peephole Thomas has drilled into the wall between his room and Jimmy's.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||02/20/2013|
I'm the scullery maid you never see. I don't get to eat with the other servants because I smell like wet towels.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||02/20/2013|
Where do they all go to the bathroom? You never see them tinkling or dropping a duece or anything...
|by Anonymous||reply 30||02/20/2013|
[quote]Where do they all go to the bathroom? You never see them tinkling or dropping a duece or anything...
I'm Carson's self-discipline. I keep Carson from ever needing to go to the bathroom.
|by Anonymous||reply 31||02/20/2013|
I'm Lady Mary's pre-marital busted hymen. By a darkie no less!
|by Anonymous||reply 32||02/20/2013|
[quote] I'm Lady Mary's pre-marital busted hymen. By a darkie no less!
We still haven't established that Mr. Pamuk wasn't a backdoor enthusiast.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||02/20/2013|
[quote]Dont they buy any new furniture at Downton Abbey?
Old money never buys; they inherit.
|by Anonymous||reply 34||02/20/2013|
I'm yet another slutty new maid, targeting the penises of the upper classes even as I fluff their pillows.
|by Anonymous||reply 35||02/20/2013|
I am Thomas' well-eroded foreskin, thumped and torn from the torments of seeing "Jimmy" with his waistcoat off.
|by Anonymous||reply 36||02/20/2013|
I am the Cora Countess of Grantham's wobbly and precious American accent, spoken as if delivered via the lazy bubbles oozing at the top of a pot of stewed ginger plums.
Apparently I am Jewish, but you'd never know it by me.
|by Anonymous||reply 37||02/20/2013|
R33. The Turk told her not to worry because she would still be a virgin on her wedding night. I assumed that meant they would stop short of actual intercourse, just like a great many straight couples did before reliable birth control. Probably mutual masturbation and frottage. A proper lady in 1920 would not do oral or anal--not in a million years.
|by Anonymous||reply 38||02/20/2013|
I am Lady Cora's long lost half sister, played by Heather Locklear, to be introduced for a dramatic effect in Season 4. I will try to seduce Robert and be the show's resident vixen.
|by Anonymous||reply 39||02/20/2013|
I am the third victim of this season that was put to rest.
|by Anonymous||reply 40||02/20/2013|
when I didn't 'take home the gold' last summer and then found out I wouldn't be taken home period, I ran away, hooked up with an agent and got some walk-on parts on a big hit.
I love rubbing it their entitled ass faces!!!
|by Anonymous||reply 41||02/20/2013|
That would be great, R39. They have to fix Heather's face first, though.
|by Anonymous||reply 42||02/20/2013|
I'll be the Mrs Bates story arc which culminates in a weird prison stay. No one will understand the plot, character motivation or even the accents!
|by Anonymous||reply 43||02/20/2013|
I am Lady Edith's wonky eyes and big honking nose, which causes whispers in the British aristocracy about my actual paternity.
|by Anonymous||reply 44||02/20/2013|
I am Mrs. Bates the First, so inexplicably evil that Cruella DeVille was embarrassed.
|by Anonymous||reply 45||02/20/2013|
I am Lady Fingers, played by Joan Collins, who is going to take a shine to the Irish widower when he moves out in a piss with his baby and opens a pub nearby to spite the Granthams (I hope I'm not letting the cat out of the bag with his - but isn't this STUPID?).
I shall offer him my famous fish pie, which forms its own crust.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||02/20/2013|
I am the British press, which despite many allusions to their imminent interest in the catastrophic scandals at Downton, somehow seems to miss the fact that the place has become a Vortex of Disaster and an Opening to the Underworld, placing the entire environs in danger of false arrest, unrequited love, premature death - always gory, absurd misunderstanding, marriage reversals, and servants robbing and smarting off to The Family without repercussion.
Buffy and Angel will arrive in the fourth season to try to mend the rift.
|by Anonymous||reply 47||02/20/2013|
OP is divine. "Lavender barnacles" fits exactly, and we've been trying to come up with a "what would you call it" for weeks.
|by Anonymous||reply 48||02/20/2013|
I'm the simple black silk blouse that Anna wears since being promoted to Ladies Maid.
|by Anonymous||reply 49||02/20/2013|
I'm the beautiful and kind-hearted young aristocrat who brings joy to everyone she encounters. I'm engaged to the Duke of Kent, but of course I die in a freak accident (in this case, I faint after catching my fiancé in a kiss with a footman...and my neck snaps like a twig as I fall down a flight of stairs).
|by Anonymous||reply 50||02/20/2013|
I'm the slutty party girl cousin with a prisspot for a mother.
|by Anonymous||reply 51||02/20/2013|
I'm the plot. I'm a bit jumpy when I bother to show up.
|by Anonymous||reply 52||02/20/2013|
I am Lady Cora's crass American outcast Aunt Nellie, Martha Levinson's half sister. I am not upper crust and am an embarrassment to the family. I show up at Downton Abbey one day with a family secret that could bring the Crawley family to its knees. I am played by Roseanne Barr.
|by Anonymous||reply 53||02/20/2013|
I am Cora's mysterious wealthy brother who has been mentioned but never seen. I am apparently the direct ancestor of Maris Crane, Vera Peterson, and Chuckles the Clown.
|by Anonymous||reply 54||02/20/2013|
I'm Crawley House, spotlessly clean despite having no servants.
|by Anonymous||reply 55||02/21/2013|
I am Dr. Clarkson's hidden collection of various used athletic supporters from the local mens cricket team...
|by Anonymous||reply 56||02/21/2013|
I am quality writing, missing since season one.
|by Anonymous||reply 57||02/21/2013|
I am "Cousin Oliver"
|by Anonymous||reply 58||02/21/2013|
I'm the crusty tea towel under Thomas Barrow's bed. I was pilfered from the kitchen and I hold many secrets.
|by Anonymous||reply 59||02/21/2013|