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British men just don’t know how to use furniture like the rest of us.

Martin doesn’t even get furniture, he gets boxes. 

King of boxes.

Look how pissed he is about it too. “Fuck your chairs.”

Can I just say one thing

Sitting in chairs is not my division. 

is it like a thing or something, “british men struggling to sit in chairs”, like a sort of initiation ceremony or what

“congratulations you are now famous!!! now let’s get you to your ‘chairs how do’ photoshoot”

^YES

Okay, okay, I kind of get most of these. Benedict and Colin are just sitting sideways all quirky. Matt’s flailing like the dork he is and trying to kick the camera. Martin’s chilling on some boxes because fuck you he won a BAFTA. Mark, Andrew, John, and the dude in the white shirt (I have no idea who that is, sorry) are pretty much just chillin’ like bosses, not much wrong there. David is being a lazy, sprawling Hamlet, no biggie.

BUT WHAT THE FUCK IS RUPERT DOING???? WHY WOULD YOU EVER BE IN A CHAIR LIKE THAT? AND HIS EXPRESSION IS SO VACANT WHAT IS HAPPENING

I think Dan Stevens (white shirt) just had sex with that chair. And is reading a good book in the afterglow. As you do.

I’m sorry, I can’t get over Mark’s HAIR. 

^rebologging for the comments

this is how we sit in britain 

god save the queen and tea and cucumber sandwiches

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