Psychobabble said:
Peter Cushing Dr. Who movies!!?? *sticks fingers in ears* THEY DO NOT EXIST!!! Lalalalalala I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!!!!
The night was dark and clear. Above, the new moon left the sky almost black, and the radiant stars shown down on the forest below. The nighttime air makes every noise seem so much worse, ever crack of a twig or shifting of leaves some new creature on the prowl. Deep in the woods, a group of Whovians are on a camping trip. Their large tent is TARDIS blue, and for some strange reason they're all dressed similarly to Companions. They sit around the fire, toasting fish fingers to dip into their custard, and they're engaging in the tradition of campers everywhere: ghost stories. Being Whovians, they do it a bit differently: taking turns, they try to remind their companions of the scariest Doctor Who monsters who could be out in the woods tonight. Weeping Angels, Macra, Silurians, the Vashta Narada? all are gone through. Until finally, the last one looks at them over the light of the dwindling fire, and grins.
"It's the human Dr. Who, chasing around rainbow-colored Daleks?"
And suddenly, out in the darkness, they hear a sound that could almost be Peter Cushing shouting?
FalloutJack said:
Also, I love how apparently either Coburn or this article's writer don't know how it's spelled. TARDIS, not Tardis. Tardis is from the Cushing Dr. Who movies. Yes, I'm a dork.
Sir, I'd offer you a jellybaby, but I have not perfected the E-Fist program just yet. That was hilarious.[/quote]
Well, what if I reversed the polarity of the neutron flow, and then used my Timey-Wimey Detector to locate the best moment to perfect the E-Fist program?
Rawbeard said:
I am the ancestor of the guy who invented the wheel. Money, please.
That is quite an impressive achievement, sir. You're either the oldest man alive, or you have a time machine. Possibly both, if you're Rory Williams.