One of my favorite things in Aaron Burr, Sir is Hamilton’s confused/disturbed “What?” in response to Burr’s first “Talk less.” Like, it has never in his life occurred to boy genius Alexander Hamilton that there can, perhaps, be times that he does not let words come out of his mouth.
save room for me on the founding fathers rap battle bandwagon
oooh I like that one I look EXHAUSTED
what’s the deal with super villains and new york? the world has thousands of cities. “nope let’s just destroy that one”
they were mad because they couldn’t get hamilton tickets
“Lin,” The Falcon says to him. The Actual Falcon. The guy that helped Captain America save the world from HYDRA. Captain America, by the way, is engaged in a sweet, gushing conversation with Chris (no doubt about George Washington). “We need a favor.”
“Uh, sure, whatever you need.” Like he’d actually say no this guy.
“We need two tickets to the show for tonight. Front row, center. This cosmic deity, Thanos, is threatening to take over Earth and enslave on its people if he can’t get tickets.”
Whaaaaaa?
“Yeah, apparently he can’t work PayPal.”
Lin’s gotta admit, it’s hard to rap when your staring at a 20 Foot, Purple, Cosmic Being wearing the craziest bling ever stares you down from the front row. It’s even weirder when he starts weeping during ‘Dear Theodosia’
