The Doctor found your blog!
Hello- yes- sorry! Didn’t mean to surprise you, just a bit of a non-routine routine… checkarooni. Oh… no, not checkarooni. What in the blazes is a checkarooni? Really, Doctor.
But no! Truly, there’s nothing to worry about. Just a bit of a —follow-up, yes, a follow-up, after that whole situation with the Wi-Fi. If you’re wondering, you are A-OK. I think, just one more quick—…… ah, yes. No residual, soul-sucking hotspots here. Relax, and- and… keep on scrolling.
Oh, and if you happen to see a fish on your monitors… don’t be alarmed. He’s microchip-encapsulated, called Barnaby. I had him on the TARDIS monitors and then he just went swimming off into the Wi-Fi. If you see him, just, you know, shoo him in the general direction of my when-and-where.
(Okay, so less of a follow-up-with-the-Wi-Fi, more of a I’ve-lost-my-bio-fibre-optic-fish… but I digress!)
on a scale of matt smith to benedict cumberbatch how weird is your name
this will never get old
He’s actually a wizard, right?
Working on my family tree I have an ancestor named Pharoah Butterfield. My name is properly Mrs H Potter and sometimes I am accused of making it up!
Man what would happen if we took every criminal and threw them on a continent and just let them have at it for like 50 years? What would they even say when we came back?
probably “g’day mate!”
it’s funny because that’s the actual history of australia