Right. Um. The Master is awesome, and I am in love with him, and Julia and I got the urge to write a short fic where we were totally Master!groupies, and put together his various dance mixes.
Also, the Doctor = Dobby/Gollum/Voldemort's love child. And that's scary.
And JACK IS FACE OF BOE?!?! FACE IS DRIVING?!?! HOW CAN THIS BE?! (Er, sorry, too much intarwebz.)
Also, Martha now in normal time = Martha/Tosh FTW! And Ianto/Owen, because Ianto can totally keep him in-line. And Gwen can die in a hilarious accident (and/or we can resurrect Suzie and get her with Gwen), and Rhys gets together with PC Andy (who joins Torchwood), and the Master didn't really die all the way and comes back, more sane, and he and Jack get together. And the Doctor, when he's around in their time. *nods*
The above = tru fax.
Also? I CAN'T DECIDE WHETHER YOU SHOULD LIVE OR DIE!!!!!!! HEE!
Okay, insanity break over. Back to watching a MSNBC thing about a bus full of children being buried four feet underground. And me and Julia making highly inappropriate comments. Not as bad as the comments we were making about some kidnapped-and-killed 9 year old (who looked like a cross between Jenny from our school and Andy Samberg).
Yeah, we're kind of going straight to hell. Where Satan asks us for advice on how to be complete sociopaths.