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a crack pipe by any other name would smell just as sweet.
Oh, SHOW. My thoughts totally aren't any more coherent today but I'm not falling over in a pile of drunken giggling invective, so that's something.
Now I'm more like this sort of giggling mess.
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AHHHHHHHHH
HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT DOCTOR WHO
ILU SHOW
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and indeed there will be time, to wonder 'do i dare?' and, 'do i dare?'
It occurs to me, as I jump between scenes trying to put together my Prufrock vid, how very similar the scene at the end of "The Runaway Bride" and the last scene of "The Waters of Mars" are, both in imagery, characterization, and theme.
In both, the Doctor stands before the TARDIS in the street as snow drifts down, just having delivered the ( Read more... ) -
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Alright, something is bothering me from "The Waters of Mars." All my science peeps, get in here.
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but i am good at being uncomfortable so i can't stop changing all the time.
I swear to God these aren't spoilers and I'm not cutting them:
Look At All These Weddings on Doctor Who, says the Sun, while hiding their Mad Libs books.
Dude, no, really. I think they just filled in names and places on a Mad Libs sheet- LOOK at it.
Meanwhile, __character #1__ - her replacement as __job__- will tie the knot with ___character #2__.
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Planet of the Dead or at least the really sandy and sunbaked.
I think this post probably needs pictures: time to hotlink the BBC since I suspect I can't be arsed.
( It was a fun time and not too many people died. )
