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Terrors of the breakfast table
Aug. 16th, 2008 08:09 amJohn Simm sex dream. Hee hee hee hee hee.
Guest starring Philip Glenister, with whom, oddly, I am not having an odd little self-aware romance. However, the two gentlemen, self, and an odd woman whose identity I never did establish are on the run from the law. (Simm, as Master, terrifyingly hypnotises a taxi driver into abandoning his vehicle.) We hole up somewhere thanks to odd woman getting a job, but when mean boss fires her, we are doomed. Terrible noises from boss' office make us think Glenister is spiflocating him. We dash to the rescue, but he is merely stealing hundreds of toy pandas thanks to a chute that's opened in the roof, etc. etc. etc. as George Orwell might say.
Guest starring Philip Glenister, with whom, oddly, I am not having an odd little self-aware romance. However, the two gentlemen, self, and an odd woman whose identity I never did establish are on the run from the law. (Simm, as Master, terrifyingly hypnotises a taxi driver into abandoning his vehicle.) We hole up somewhere thanks to odd woman getting a job, but when mean boss fires her, we are doomed. Terrible noises from boss' office make us think Glenister is spiflocating him. We dash to the rescue, but he is merely stealing hundreds of toy pandas thanks to a chute that's opened in the roof, etc. etc. etc. as George Orwell might say.
