I heard you were lonely so I dropped a teacup on this keyboard. It didn’t sound the same.
And they swirled the words in viscous whorls until they couldn’t tell the difference between the windows and the mirrors. “Fall through! Fall through!” the Captain cried. “Hard about!”
It helps to have a reason.
Clarity, Sincerity, and Prose walk into an art bar…
What to Not Expect.
It’s Dr. Who. I don’t know why you say goodbye I say hello.
It’s Dr. Who. But it may be Doctor Who as well.
It’s Doctor Who. Sometimes the monsters are coming from inside the box.
It’s Doctor Who. It takes monsters to make monsters.