Oh look at you, it's all me, me, me. I have a life outside of you. I happen to hate a lot of things, you know? Like Earth. Don't like anyone on this planet, bunch of a dumb apes.
Perfect place to start a war, great for collateral damage and if it gets ruined, no big loss.
Aww, you think I'm brilliant? You flatterer! It only took you a thousand years to proclaim your affections.
Talk about a slow burn.
They're not going to stop me. And neither are you. So do the sensible thing, Doctor. Submit to me, cut your losses and buy me a drink. You never know, I might put out if you keep up this sweet talk.
Really? Can I walk you through your various fashion mistakes or can you remember them all? The celery, the technicoloured dream coat, the question marks.
Nothing. She liked me. And no, I don't mean she liked Harry Saxon, she actually like me in all my glory.
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