You know, if you think you’re surrounded by perverts who talk about suggestive things all the time… maybe they’re not the ones with the dirty mind. Food for thought!
And yes, I now own two sonic screwdrivers. They’re both cheap surprisingly-costly plastic doodads that light up and make noise. I know. I couldn’t help myself.
Just don’t ask me to participate in any Eleven Versus Ten debates, okay?
(Because, seriously? Nine. C’mon.)