Thank You, Internet
I've been trying to deal with Chilton-related feels (how many Fannibals thought they'd be struck with Chilton feels?), and I'm sincerely grateful for all the friends spamming my LJ and tumblr feeds with clips of Raul Esparza singing.
I'm also grateful for bunny trails, taking me from here:
(Now I've got a mental picture of Chilton singing this at the asylum when he thinks no one's watching, and Will Graham and Dr. Gideon side-eying him. Hee hee.)
To here:
How did I NOT know Dean Jones could sing? This rocks my world, folks, since I grew up on all those corny old Disney movies. (Favorite is Million Dollar Duck. Most brilliant stupid movie in existence.)
To here:
I'm so done with Neil Patrick Harris. Too many talents wrapped up in one man.
I'm also grateful for bunny trails, taking me from here:
Click to view(Now I've got a mental picture of Chilton singing this at the asylum when he thinks no one's watching, and Will Graham and Dr. Gideon side-eying him. Hee hee.)
To here:
How did I NOT know Dean Jones could sing? This rocks my world, folks, since I grew up on all those corny old Disney movies. (Favorite is Million Dollar Duck. Most brilliant stupid movie in existence.)
To here:
I'm so done with Neil Patrick Harris. Too many talents wrapped up in one man.