Jan 24, 2006 11:01
After a bit of negotiation with Biff (i.e. 'Of course, I'm the bloody Doctor, didn't you hear the bloody announcement? Yes, my hair is now red. Is that a PROBLEM?!'), the now ginger Doctor stumbles into the lounge this morning with multiple shopping bags.
They are filled with donuts and Coke and coffee and tea and...junk food, really. From both Britain and America.
And some fruits and vegetables cut up for those who don't fancy that sort of thing. losers With dips.
Ten minutes of fiddling with the sonic screwdriver and a bunch of swearing in multiple languages later, the TV now gets SkyOne, and he settles in to watch some trashy telly.