What about their odd collaboration with Elton John: "Can You Smell the Glove Tonight?"

Or a dumpster behind Wendy's, for that matter.

"If The New Flesh lives longer than four hours, please consult a physician."

They had to evacuate the future one, because OMAC was going to destroy it.

If anyone needs him, he'll be in the sex box with Sweet Lady Propane.

It's not a love hotel, but if they added just one more unit, it could be a love duplex, at least.

It involves a series of weights and counterweights - it's all part of a patent that Wilford Brimley registered years ago.

Can the Sex Trapezoid pyramid scheme be far behind?

It's Chip Gardner and he's wearing one of a series of horrifying masks. Partially to cover his leaking face, partially just for nostalgia.

I'm assuming FOX will eventually make a knock-off of this that uses a tiger cage instead.

Brought to you by PODS. "Fuck in there if you want to, just mop it out before you call us to pick the damned thing up."

It's about time WE reached out to the Ismail Kadare fanbase! The ratings should be huge!

How is the song "Sex in a Box" from that one old HBO Real Sex episode not the theme?

Isn't it really more of a regional thing, though? In my state they just call it meth.

It's like the one in that one King Missile song, but they always know where it is.

Colin Baker's just done one over at Big Finish, if you're okay with an audio-only version of DW.

"Paranoia warped into a gravity
which spread a smothering blanket
an evolutionary launching pad
vision was tested on blank sky
and a voice said
let me tell you about the time
that something occurred
medication caused an ear to hear
and a conflict of interpretation arose
landscapes were drawn from a plague
of particles
the burden…

"Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits, lets do it (infect people with super-rabies) all day long."

"We don't care, we don't pose. We'll infect you with super-rabies, we'll infect your show!"

"Check the expiration date for your not having super-rabies man, it's later than you think!"