Oh God, I can't stop laughing at The Brig. That is quite possibly the most awesome chastity device in the universe! (Although, I'm suddenly thinking of some bizarre reasons for why Three is coming in his pant *facepalm*)
Oh, Three is just so taken over by his worst nightmares that he can't deal. "OH, RASSILON! IT'S SO ENORMOUS, FAT AND HAIRY! AAAARGH!" (By which he means the Yeti, honest...)
Three's real worst nightmare is being crushed alive by Delgado's giant knob. *nods sagely*
And *SMOOSH* I'm sure you did thank me, but who knows, squee is more than definitely enough. Was a pleasure chatting to you, as always. *smooches yer fayc*
You find the best shit man. Do you think the Brig made all his squad wear the Brig? I think sexual repression might explain a lot. I can just see Benton all, "I want to fuck you up the arse, Yates, but damnit, the Brig's got us wearing chastity cocks!"
The more evil it is, the more adorable it is when reduced to something cute? Imagine a fucking PacMaster backpack. Bright yellow and glowing in the dark. And making WOKKA WOKKA noises when you press its tummy.
SPEAKING OF WHICH, thanks to you I dreamt of a giant Master puppet lying on top of me and suffocating me. It was hilarious and terrifying at the same time to die under that calm, calculated |-) staring down at you.
That would be so warm and comfortable before dying of suffocation. I'll have to make a giant Masterpuppet sleeping bag and inhabit him next winter. And everyone will just see a giant puppet wandering around with a pair of boots coming out the bottom. Like some felt-suited theme park character.
That reminds me of the woman who went to a con wearing one of those cloth TARDIS wardrobes. A walking TARDIS. It was win.
AND THE PUPPETMASTER WAS AWESOME. Even in the dream, I remember thinking "this is almost life-sized, except John Simm doesn't have a giant head and he isn't five foot tall. He's like ten inches taller. Hur hur, inches. I wonder where he stuck them. Hur hur." EVEN WHEN I SLEEP, MY BRAIN CAN'T RESIST REALLY APPALLING KNOB JOKES.
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Oh, and by the way, I'm not sure if I thanked you for linking those pictures last night, so I'm doing it now *squishes*
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And *SMOOSH* I'm sure you did thank me, but who knows, squee is more than definitely enough. Was a pleasure chatting to you, as always. *smooches yer fayc*
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That article is absolutely hilarious. And very educational. I'll have to read more of that guy's blog.
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SPEAKING OF WHICH, thanks to you I dreamt of a giant Master puppet lying on top of me and suffocating me. It was hilarious and terrifying at the same time to die under that calm, calculated |-) staring down at you.
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AND THE PUPPETMASTER WAS AWESOME. Even in the dream, I remember thinking "this is almost life-sized, except John Simm doesn't have a giant head and he isn't five foot tall. He's like ten inches taller. Hur hur, inches. I wonder where he stuck them. Hur hur." EVEN WHEN I SLEEP, MY BRAIN CAN'T RESIST REALLY APPALLING KNOB JOKES.
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