I blame you, Yma. You, and Mom for reminiscing about her 6-foot Tom Baker scarf, and cousin Rhonda for helping pass on the British-TV-dork genes, and Andy for cornering me everwhere I go to show off his sonic screwdriver or his suit. *shakes fist at you all* Most of all I blame the internet, without which all the lovely pirated stuff I've been
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