Verbwhores Big Brother

[Cerys]

5.30pm in the Big Brother House, and David Tennant is emerging from a freshly steaming Tardis, carrying an even more freshly steaming cup of tea.

DT: Here you are, Tracey - a freshly steaming cup of tea, which I have travelled through space and time to bring, just for you - twenty-six minutes before you said you wanted one!
TQ: What happened to your kilt?
DT [looking down at himself]: Ah, bugger.  It keeps doing that.  I had all my spare change in that sporran, too.
TQ: Bummer, eh?
DT: Just because I work well with Russell, people keep making assumptions. [Bursts into tears]
PLC: I know how you feel.  It's the same with me and my satchel.

[Cambrian Times]

What they don't know is I have the kilt. I'm going to sell it on e-bay to rampant whovian fangirls to squee over.

Mwh-hah-haha-ha

Oh shit. Why are my eyes glowing funny?

[Jemble Fred]

Can I go home yet? Who won?

[TraceyQ]

Endemol won, Jem. Go and make me a cup of tea. One sugar.

[weekender]

Interestingly, at the VWBB barbeque Sunday party thing, Cambrian Times sucked my balls dry.

[Cambrian Times]

Interestingly, at the VWBB barbeque Sunday party thing, Cambrian Times sucked my balls dry.

Yes, with a vacuum cleaner. With brush attachment.

[mook]

Oh dear, he's only going to make a joke about your mustache now you realise.