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The Fabulous Decay
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First of all, I’d love to know what the hell Whitbrook thinks he’s going on about - “Steven Moffat does love showing how every regeneration comes about, doesn’t he?” - sweetie, we’ve seen every regeneration in the UK (although, the Hartnell regeneration only exists in fragments these days) and long-term Who fans know

“Great Darkening” sounds like some sort of LOTR event. “Lo, the Shire has fell into the Great Darkening! Fetch me my smiting sword and unleash the gimpy Smeagol!”

The one thing I wanted answered from this was in the room full of Jesus (god, my high school RE teacher would be fapping herself with her rosary beads if she saw that) - the woman in red. Who was she?

Even better, he’s played by Snow from Solaris. Better not get him too close to a negative Higgs field or a stream of Higgs anti-bosons...

Christ, he sounds like he should be in a bareback twink orgy.

It must be so hard for you, Beth. Taking offence at a show that uses a very real concept (men killing women to vent their sexual frustration) and then wringing your hands whilst pleading impotently for the show creator to somehow magically conjure up a solution to your discomfort.

The housing association chose not to install a sprinkler system.

I would say that I’m a sucker for the sort of space-opera/satirical take on current events/open hostility to conservative views that Iain Banks did so damned well in his Culture books. Ignore the science-fiction elements in, say, Look to Windward, or Use of Weapons, or Matter and you’ve got some incredibly strong

Oh, I’m tempted to stop the “Scotch” fuckwits in their tracks, rip their tatty wee Black Watch tartan miniskirts from their bodies and beat their children with their fake sgian-dubhs, to be honest.

Rob, honey, you are aware that Doctor Who (at least in the olden days) did series-spanning storylines? The Trial of a Time Lord ran over twenty four episodes, so it’s nothing new.

I loved this episode. And, yeah, it fucked around with the misty-eyed notion of Irish immigrants leaving Ireland due to the Famine. A lot of criminals in all parts of the United Kingdom were shipped overseas to the American colonies right up until the American Revolution of 1776 - something nearly as many as 120,000

I wonder what percentage of people whining about the accent have actually been to Ireland or are from Ireland and what percentage are the troglodytes who cry into a can of Guinness every St. Patrick’s Day?

To be honest, it was pretty obvious they had no plan as soon as New Caprica happened. It doesn’t really matter though - the show was one of the first to address post 9/11 tensions in the US and RDM et al deserve a massive slap on the back for doing what they did at the end of series two and the start of series three

Bend the fucktard over, pull off his crappy light trousers and shove an unlubed tazer up his well-travelled chute. Zap until twitchy. And repeat.

Oh, there’ll be one idiot who whinges. There always is. “There’s not enough Latinos!” “Why aren’t they all women!?” “Where is the trans-representation!” Honeys, this is NASA, not American fucking Idol.

I’d wager that nine of those thirteen pricks enjoys a good fisting with a yam.

Neil Gaiman?

Remember when male models used to actually smile? Yeah. If he thinks this makes him look moody, honey, but no.

A thousand times this. It’s the same with us Scots and someone saying that their favourite historical movie is Braveheart. As we like to say in Glasgow - get yerselves tae fuck!

My god, what the fuck is going on with that fucknozzle’s hair? That should be your first sign that he’s obviously challenged in the cranial department. He looks like a right wee wankpot.