Tardis Hoo-PhD.

Tardis Hoo-PhD.
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Hey all, I'm Shannon. I love to read, listen to all kinds of music, and watch DOCTOR WHO AND TORCHWOOD!!!!!!!!!.... as if that's not obvious haha. PM me or whatever and LET'S BE FRIENDS!!!! I HAZ CHEEZEBURGER! oh and if you pick on newbies, i probably won't like you Smile leave us n00bs alone.... unless we truly are annoying TO MORE THAN ONE PERSON!!!!!!!! sorry, one of my pet peeves Smile

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ANY AVA BEYOND THIS POINT WAS RUTHLESSLY STOLEN FROM PEARDROPS, RESULTING IN A VIOLENT SONIC SCREWDRIVER DUEL (even though they don't do anything violent) AND I RAN AWAY CACKLING. THANK YOU.

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[The Doctor has been poisoned with cyanide]
Agatha Christie: There's no cure, it's fatal!
The Doctor: Not for me, I can stimulate the inhibited enzymes into reversal. Protein! I need protein!
Donna: Walnuts!
The Doctor: Brilliant...!
[With his mouth full, The Doctor resorts to charades to mime the food he needs]
Donna: I can't understand you... How many words? One! One word! Shake... milk-shake... milk?! No, not milk. Shake, shake, shake?! Cocktail shaker! What do you want, a Harvey Wallbanger?
The Doctor: Harvey Wallbanger?!
Donna: Well, I don't know!
The Doctor: How is "Harvey Wallbanger" one word?!
Agatha Christie: What do you need, Doctor?
The Doctor: Salt! I was miming salt, I need salt, I need something salty!
[Donna grabs a brown bag]:
Donna: What about this?
The Doctor: What is it?!
Donna: Salt!
The Doctor: Oh, that's too salty!
Donna: [sarcastically] Oh, that's too salty!
Agatha Christie: What about this?
The Doctor: Mmm [eats]
Donna: What's that?
Agatha Christie: Anchovies
Donna: What is it? What else?
[the Doctor mimes open palms, with arms outstretched]
Donna: It's a song - Mammy!? I don't know, Camptown Races?
The Doctor: Camptown Races !?!?
Donna: All right then, Towering Inferno?
The Doctor: It's a shock, a shock, I need a shock!
Donna: All right then, big shock coming up... [kisses him on the lips]
[The Doctor exhales the toxins]
The Doctor: Ahh, detox. Oh, I must do that more often [beat] I mean, the detox...
Agatha Christie: Doctor you are impossible!
The Doctor: [winks and clicks his teeth]

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