Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. “Course I dream”. I tell her. ”Everybody dreams”. ”But what do you dream about?" she’ll ask. "The same thing everybody dreams about." I tell her. "I dream about where I’m going." She always laughs at that. "But you’re not going anywhere - you’re just wandering about." That’s not true. Not any more. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone’s. It’s taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I’m going, where I’ve always been going. Home… the long way round.
I can’t believe the twelfth doctor is Doug Dimmadome owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome
this is amazing i might actually watch now
the clock strikes twelve
Calling it now Chef Ramsey is going to be the 12th Doctor
“get in the fucking tardis GOD”
“this planet is disgusting; bland, wet. it’s embarrassing”
doctor, where are we?
“in the shit.”
So for my community college we had to describe ourselves in a word document. this couldn’t be more accurate.
Michael Gary Scott as the Doctor’s worst/best ever companion