Diari Hartanah

every life is a pile of good things and bad things.

The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

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? I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.

Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff.

Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.

  1. You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?
  2. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today.
  3. You hit me with a cricket bat.

*Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!

I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

  • Saving the world with meals on wheels.
  • You’ve swallowed a planet!
  • I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks!

Saving the world with meals on wheels. Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.

Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?

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? I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!

Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?

You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. Saving the world with meals on wheels. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff.

No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. Did I mention we have comfy chairs? Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.

No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! 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?

Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?

No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff.

You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?

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