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[yourfutureruler]

My TARDIS is sulking.

He says I never let him go out and meet other semisentient entities.

He keeps compromising my decor. There are colours. *shudder

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[tegan_lj]

Try the Cure.

[yourfutureruler]

What is this cure of which you speak?

[fitzkreiner]

Philistine.

[yourfutureruler]

YOU WILL DIE, FITZ!

Well, obviously you'll die. I mean soon, painfully, and at my hands.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Re:

[fitzkreiner]

Six fancies you by the way. You could probably get Six.

[yourfutureruler]

You've sent me a link. An actual link from which I could *purchase* this Joy Division. I am evil. I have Napster or a Napster equivalent.

I also have that compilation.

And a deep-seated suspicion of any band that believes the mere quoting of Monty Python constitutes wit.

Um,

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[the_brigadier]

Right.
*busts in through the door with the UNIT Anti-Pirating Squad*
Pleasure to meet.. and so on.
*karate chop*

Right. That's all sorted out.
Now we know who's been appropriating all that 'bandwidth'
from UNIT headquarters. I know it's not any of the Doctor's
infernal equipment, as I had that dismantled.

[thelouddoctor]

You did *what*????

[the_brigadier]

Bloody well you know what I did.
Your reel-to-reel equipment had been failing,
and poor Osgood couldn't keep up with the maintenance schedule
that you so 'kindly' left behind when you went mucking
about in that infernal machine of yours.

Far too much UNIT resources were wasted while that
bloody machine knackered away, spewing out gibberish and
an occasional Shakespearean quote!

I've got enough left in the budget to buy you a nice system
called an "IBM PS/2". I imagine that it should suffice for your
'computing' needs, Doctor!

*puts his swagger stick under his arm and walks off*

[thelouddoctor]

*jaw hangs open in utter (slightly camp) indignation*

*recollects dignity*

*does best dignified face*

*bears slight resemblance to cat pretending it didn't do that stupid thing you just saw it doing*