Could be more sonic.
Ba ha ha ha ha! I HAVE A SONIC TOOTHBRUSH. For serious. My mom just handed me a toothbrush she bought for me at Aldi to try and at the front it has a yellow sticker that says 'Sonic Powered'. HOW. AWESOME. IS THAT!?
Alas, the toothbrush cannot put up shelves. There goes that potential hobby.
On a related note, I recommend this fic to anyone, ANYONE who has watched the new Doctor Who, and who happens to know a bit about what happens to Martha Jones after the end of Season Three:
'Hello, Doctor' by shaggydogstail.
Why? Because it's one of the funniest things I've read in, say, EVER. It's a Doctor Who/Torchwood crossover, with a Martha Jones that I love to bitty pieces (unlike the actual, canon Martha Jones, who's not bad, but not nearly as great as this one). This, by the way, coming from a "OMG-I-MISS-ROSE-GIVE-ME-ROSE-I-LOVE-ROSE-ROSE+DOCTOR=FOREVERELEVENTY" type 'shipper. Yeah, no, I'm not proud, but what can ya do? Anyhoo, back to the point: This fic? Crackilicious. PRANK CALLING THE DOCTOR. Nothing beats that. NOTHING.
Y'know who I wanna listen to? Cher. I have this huge craving for Cher. I only have two of her songs (her cover of 'Walking On Memphis' and 'The Shoop Shoop Song'). See, thing is, she gets a bad rap, yeah? And it's not like I'm a big fan of her newer music or anything (in fact, the general reaction to her new music goes something along the lines of 'bleugh') but, um... I have this crazy obsession with The Shoop Shoop song, okay? I can't help it. It's The Shoop Shoop Song. I defy you not to shimmy along to it. Can't be done!
Anyhoo. Back to my cave.
- D.
Alas, the toothbrush cannot put up shelves. There goes that potential hobby.
On a related note, I recommend this fic to anyone, ANYONE who has watched the new Doctor Who, and who happens to know a bit about what happens to Martha Jones after the end of Season Three:
'Hello, Doctor' by shaggydogstail.
Why? Because it's one of the funniest things I've read in, say, EVER. It's a Doctor Who/Torchwood crossover, with a Martha Jones that I love to bitty pieces (unlike the actual, canon Martha Jones, who's not bad, but not nearly as great as this one). This, by the way, coming from a "OMG-I-MISS-ROSE-GIVE-ME-ROSE-I-LOVE-ROSE-ROSE+DOCTOR=FOREVERELEVENTY" type 'shipper. Yeah, no, I'm not proud, but what can ya do? Anyhoo, back to the point: This fic? Crackilicious. PRANK CALLING THE DOCTOR. Nothing beats that. NOTHING.
Y'know who I wanna listen to? Cher. I have this huge craving for Cher. I only have two of her songs (her cover of 'Walking On Memphis' and 'The Shoop Shoop Song'). See, thing is, she gets a bad rap, yeah? And it's not like I'm a big fan of her newer music or anything (in fact, the general reaction to her new music goes something along the lines of 'bleugh') but, um... I have this crazy obsession with The Shoop Shoop song, okay? I can't help it. It's The Shoop Shoop Song. I defy you not to shimmy along to it. Can't be done!
Anyhoo. Back to my cave.
- D.