Botanical Zoom
No… It's a thing; it's like a plan, but with more greatness. Did I mention we have comfy chairs? 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?
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? Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. You've swallowed a planet!
I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself. I hate yogurt. It's just stuff with bits in. No… It's a thing; it's like a plan, but with more greatness.
Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me! 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 know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! 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.
Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff. Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff.
I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me! 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 know when grown-ups tell you 'everything's going to be fine' and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better? It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful?'!
You hit me with a cricket bat. Saving the world with meals on wheels. 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. Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff.
Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself.
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. 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.
