The Cyber House Rules

Super squeaky bum time! You hit me with a cricket bat. You’ve swallowed a planet! You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

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Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! It’s just like the story of the grasshopper and the octopus. All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. But then the winter came, and the grasshopper died, and the octopus ate all his acorns. Also he got a race car. Is any of this getting through to you? Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything. So, how ’bout them Knicks? I saw you with those two “ladies of the evening” at Elzars. Explain that.

I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn’t make sense. It’s a T. It goes “tuh”. Pansy. How much did you make me? Fatal.