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Spoiler: 1. Daleks are really very silly looking. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. 2. John Barrowman is one of the prettiest men I've ever seen. Allons-y! 3. They seem to spend an awful lot of time on earth, when (in theory) they have all of time and space to explore. People assume that time is a strict progression of cause-of-effect...but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly...timey-wimey...stuff.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Mr. Copper: Rather ironic, but this is very much in the spirit of Christmas. It's a festival of violence. They say that human beings only survive depending on whether they've been good or bad. It's barbaric! The Doctor: Actually, that's not true. Christmas is a time of peace and thanksgiving and— what am I going on about? My Christmasses are always like this.
A late congrats to the Customer Carebear. That. Or a TIMELORD.
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Sounds like a decent enough fellow!
I think you meant 2011 not 2001, since Paizo didn't exist in 2001.:)Also, when is the last time we've seen The Thing From Beyond?Monday, May 30th, 2001 at 11:25 in the morning. It did now.
So, anyway, my shoulder is killing me. I think I laid on it funny while I was sleeping and now the pain won't go away. :( I hate that... Sometimes, when I fall asleep while piloting the TARDIS, I get this cold ache in my ... Sorry, bit of a tangent there. As your doctor, I prescribe you to leave any monotonous task you are doing right now, jump in your time machine, head for the Desert Planet of T'kstre and order a large fruity drink. Then take a nap. Just be sure not to disturb the local Hfrumphs. They are a bit tetchy about sharing their rocks.
Wait what are we not supposed to do? Well, that's just silly. SOMETHING always happens. It may not be what you wanted, nor what you planned for, but that's the nature of life. It happens. Things occur, events transgress and life lives. To fight against that is to rail against the universe, and I can tell you from personal experience, the universe doesn't like it.
Right! Here we are in the French Riviera... Pretty dull, even for the french. Hold on! <buzzing whistle> Hrm. <whistling buzz> That's odd. And not ood odd, either. We've seemed to have landed in one of Schrödinger's internet experiments. ... That's strange. I've got a strong sense of déjà vu. That never happens to me. Unless, of course, I meet myself.
Right! Here we are in the French Riviera... Pretty dull, even for the french. Hold on! <buzzing whistle> Hrm. <whistling buzz> That's odd. And not ood odd, either. We've seemed to have landed in one of Schrödinger's internet experiments.
Twice?oh yes it did.Don't mind me, I'm just trying to crash something here.The TARDIS never crashed while *I* was around. Yes. If you recall, there was a certain Dalek mucking about with the timestream.
oh yes it did.Don't mind me, I'm just trying to crash something here.The TARDIS never crashed while *I* was around. THAT didn't count! THEY crashed into ME!
Don't mind me, I'm just trying to crash something here. The TARDIS never crashed while *I* was around.
Did someone call? How can I help? (looks around) I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
The Master says time really is irrelevant.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Trying to not troll the "Snowing in South Sweden Thread" for fun. If I said something like "So much for global warming", how many people do you think would freak out on me?I thought global warming allowed for freak incidences of weather on both sides of the scale. Seventy-five.
Trying to not troll the "Snowing in South Sweden Thread" for fun. If I said something like "So much for global warming", how many people do you think would freak out on me?Four million, two hundred and thirty-six thousand, five hundred and seventy-four. Give or take two million.
Trying to not troll the "Snowing in South Sweden Thread" for fun. If I said something like "So much for global warming", how many people do you think would freak out on me? Four million, two hundred and thirty-six thousand, five hundred and seventy-four.
Ah... Barcelona. The sun, the sea, the ... What? <runs left>
<runs back> WHAT??? Oh, the FAWLTie blitz of 2010. Interesting. But shouldn't Urizen be naked? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
Finally! Here we are at the 2016 World Cup! This is a one-legged Brazilian kicker made ... history ... This isn't the World Cup!
That's not right...
Oh, pardon me! I didn't see ... wait, are you a poodle?! Poodle's don't become sentient until 3058! What is going on around here?
How did we get in here? HELLO! CAN YOU HEAR ME? CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT YEAR IT IS?
Oh. Oh no. This shouldn't be possible! How did we get stuck in a Paizo thread?
Oh, dear. This is really NOT good. Somehow we've gotten trapped in some nonsensical argument about war reparations from WWI. We're going to have to be quick. There's already been some shots fired. We'll have to move very carefully to avoid the crossfire of moronic debate. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Brilliant!
<exits TARDIS> `Allo! Just stepping out of my lurking to jump on the Star Wars conversation: Gary Kurtz Speaks Out - Great interview telling about how he stopped working with Lucas when the Jedi story changed to include fluffy teddy-bears defeating an intergalactic empire. Now, back to lurking. <enters TARDIS> wheeze whheezze whhHEEEZzze whhHEEEZzze whhHEE- <pops open door> Oi! Urizen! Whatever you do, don't eat the - whhHEEEZzze whheezze wheeze |