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I just had a spam email make it past the filter this morning. It is from The Doctor, and states "In the 21st century impotence is no longer a problem!"

I think as a substitute for "The 21st Century is when everything changes" it falls a bit short, but maybe that was just a euphemism to start with.

Prescription: apply Jack Harkness to the affected area. Some swelling may occur.

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Busy morning has been busy, I've been organising and shuffling things around and working on my WIAD (word limits are hard, my life is clearly unfair) but I have two links for you.

I always enjoy Explodingdog, the quasi-webcomic that artist Sam Brown does, and not just because I think it's cool we share a first name. But I swear to god ever since he posted this one I have to go look at it whenever I'm on the site and laugh and laugh and laugh. I don't know why it's so funny, it's a dumb joke! BUT IT IS.

Second, clearly Tom Baker needs three things:
1. A blog of his own.
2. A TARDIS of his own.
3. A cupcake. For being awesome.

I looked at him in the terrible light of Deansgate in Manchester and I saw rushing through his face, as he was jolted back to sitting on the sofa with the smell of fish fingers and chips when he was secure and washed. And then you jump on twenty years and he’s begging in Deansgate, and who comes along to offer him three pounds, but The Doctor.