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You know, most the time I can't decide if my family's the strangest thing ever or completely normal. Yeah, my dad is and isn't my dad (and happens to be bloody rich), and I'm married to a half alien, but we all love each other and see each other a lot, and sometimes we even eat together like normal ordinary people.
And then there are days like today when Mum comes over and declares that "Man Bling" is the latest thing and the Doctor really should be wearing necklaces and rings she brought him. Trust me, I checked to see if she was drunk or something, but no. It's all the rage and she's even got Dad wearing stuff.
The Doctor and Mum are having a row in the lab right now - the Doctor was actually excited about the bling until Mum discovered he wanted to make it into gold wire for space ship parts.
So I'm watching some rubbish paranormal program while petting an extinct bird (with some yelling in the background), and I'm back to thinking my family's strange.
And then there are days like today when Mum comes over and declares that "Man Bling" is the latest thing and the Doctor really should be wearing necklaces and rings she brought him. Trust me, I checked to see if she was drunk or something, but no. It's all the rage and she's even got Dad wearing stuff.
The Doctor and Mum are having a row in the lab right now - the Doctor was actually excited about the bling until Mum discovered he wanted to make it into gold wire for space ship parts.
So I'm watching some rubbish paranormal program while petting an extinct bird (with some yelling in the background), and I'm back to thinking my family's strange.