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"I'm not THAT kind of Doctor"?!You're not a Doctor at all!You just say that because it fits you, unbelievably...I wonder if anyone actually has "Doctor" as their first name...

Hello! From now on, all questions should be asked at askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com; I only check this one once a week.

And actually, I do have a doctorate.

I just can't remember what it was in. It was an honorary one, see.

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"the burger king mascot was an alien wasn't he?"

Nope. Not that I know of. Didn't care much about Burger King, though.

And from now on, please submit all questions to askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com!

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how do timelords shave?

With, uh, razors?

And for future reference, this blog only gets checked about once a week - it's now over at askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com!

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Classic Who or New Who?

I can't answer that! It's like asking me to pick my left hand or my right hand! And I'm somewhat ambidextrous!

Also, from now on, please direct all questions to askthelasttimelord.

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askatimelord:

The ask box is closed because after the queue’s empty, there will be no new posts and all activity will be found on askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but you know me. Always doing things out of order and backwards and sideways and generally patching things together wrong.

Little note for all the new followers:

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Okay, due to an extreme amount of wibbliness

I have reopened the ask on this account. It will be checked, but it would be highly preferable if you were all to move to the other account, eh?

Cheers! - The Doctor 

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As I've still got more followers here than on the other blog, I'm going to attempt to make this my main blog on another account. This is absolutely ridiculous and I'm sorry Tumblr is so unwieldy.

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Furthermore:

I apologize profusely for the complete lack of quality on my other blog, currently. I promise I will do my best to go back to how this blog initially started: thoughtful (or absolutely ridiculous) responses from all eleven of myselves. It gets a little distracting when people attack my inbox with RP stuff, and I completely lost sight of what I was trying to do in the first place. I promise it won't happen anymore.

I am here for you lot, not for me. I can't save everyone, but I can at least try to reach out to some.

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askatimelord:

The ask box is closed because after the queue’s empty, there will be no new posts and all activity will be found on askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but you know me. Always doing things out of order and backwards and sideways and generally patching things together wrong.

Little note for all the new followers:

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askatimelord:

The ask box is closed because after the queue’s empty, there will be no new posts and all activity will be found on askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but you know me. Always doing things out of order and backwards and sideways and generally patching things together wrong.

Little note for all the new followers:

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askatimelord:

The ask box is closed because after the queue’s empty, there will be no new posts and all activity will be found on askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but you know me. Always doing things out of order and backwards and sideways and generally patching things together wrong.

Little note for all the new followers:

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askatimelord:

The ask box is closed because after the queue’s empty, there will be no new posts and all activity will be found on askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but you know me. Always doing things out of order and backwards and sideways and generally patching things together wrong.

Little note for all the new followers:

[goohoarder-blog]

askatimelord:

The ask box is closed because after the queue’s empty, there will be no new posts and all activity will be found on askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but you know me. Always doing things out of order and backwards and sideways and generally patching things together wrong.

Little note for all the new followers:

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askatimelord:

The ask box is closed because after the queue’s empty, there will be no new posts and all activity will be found on askthelasttimelord.tumblr.com.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but you know me. Always doing things out of order and backwards and sideways and generally patching things together wrong.

Little note for all the new followers:

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Would you like a jelly baby?

If it's not apple or pear flavoured, don't mind if I do!

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The Master is trying to get rid of us...

That's nothing new, Rory. Don't worry about it. D'you really think I'd let him do that? I'm far too fond of you two for that. If worse comes to worst I'll take care of things.

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youve been alive for a very long time, so when your sad do you ever turn to music to console you? if you do, then what type, whats your favorite song? im pretty sure you alreaady answered something like this, but ima ask again! C:

Right now, I have a soft spot for the song Handbook by V for Volume.

When I look back to see what I have become I have to admit that I’m made of little pieces. Every wound and every single stain of pain, every function of my brain’s built without instructions. There’s just distortion and some confused emotions. Am I a function of misdeed? But I’m standing and alive. 

That’s why I’m sad, why I’m mad, why I’m always on the run without faith, without pain, with that sickness on my chest. Un manual sin instrucciones.

I am like a broken vase with golden bonds 'cause now I’m wise and stronger. Look what my job has made of me: all this money... All this greed...

That’s why I’m sad, why I’m mad, why I’m always on the run without faith, without pain, with that sickness on my chest. Un manual sin instrucciones.

Look what my job has made of me... But I’m standing and alive!

That’s why I’m sad, why I’m mad, why I’m always on the run without faith, without pain, with that sickness on my - that’s why I’m sad, why I’m mad, why I’m always on the run without faith, without pain, with that sickness on my chest.