Contents of the Doctor's Hearts

[rude_not_ginger]

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[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

Oh, fantastic. My hearts are all a-flutter. I rank above bananas.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

And elephant jokes.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

Cause that makes it better.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, but when it comes right down to it, my hair is just that much more important.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

I think I might invest in a bottle of hair remover then to spice things up a bit.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Are you planning on removing your hair, Master?

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

Not mine, idiot.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, you're not coming near me with it!

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

But I haven't got it yet and I won't tell you when I do. In the future you might want to be careful what conditioner you use.

Or perhaps which hair gel.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I'll just lock my bedroom door.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

Oh cause that will stop me.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Lots of locks.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[rolls eyes] You find all the right ways to challenge my intellect, Doctor. I feel all warm and tingly inside.

[magicalskeptic.livejournal.com]

The hair is only 15%?

Really?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, I had to make room in my heart for Queen.

[magicalskeptic.livejournal.com]

What did you expel from your heart to make room for such a thing?

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

Oi. All of us together don't rank above singing?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It's not just singing Rose. It's singing "Don't Stop Me Now" into the TARDIS console.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

You're including Cupcake in the section on "Elephant Jokes", right?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

...cupcake?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Cupcake!! The teeniest, tiniest elephant! Jim adopted him? You really don't remember?

One of these days, I swear, I'm going to shave your head in your sleep.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't!

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

I absolutely would. Sometimes I think it's growing into your brain, y'know.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It's growing out. I may need a trim.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

I could do that! Pick a nice day, we'll have you sit out, tie the ol' towel around your neck, and I'll get the clippers out and go to town!

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Which town are you planning on going to, Dorothy? Because if it's a town where people have shorter hair than I do, I'm not sure I want you to go to that town with me and a pair of clippers.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I only occupy a quarter of your hearts?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It's the largest section!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

But only ten percent more than your hair.

[toldastory]

I knew I heard that Queen song about a million times.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, if I don't turn the volume up, it ruins the affect when I sing out "I LIKE IT!"

[toldastory]

Uh huh.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You should try it, Martha. You'd be surprised how much stress it relieves.

[toldastory]

I believe it. I just don't sing into the TARDIS. Just my ipod and hair brush.

[quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't you start. You're on there!

[quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com]

Oh sure. Lumped in with god knows how many people under 30% dedicated to a song that I've never heard you even play.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It's a really, really good song.

[quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com]

You'll have to give me a rendition one of the days.

[tm-aurora.livejournal.com]

My hair would have a higher percentage if I did this chart, but then again my hair is prettier than yours so....
;)

[notanemptymotto.livejournal.com]

Your hair ranks above running?

OOC

[shot-my-shoes.livejournal.com]

That's very funny and also very true.

[alan-skater-boy.livejournal.com]

Running's very important.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

You're telling lies. I can tell. The Master fills you up.