The Coffee Represents My Anguish.

[rionaleonhart]

Stolen from squeemu:

Comment to this post with an idea for a Top Five list (for example, Five Cars With Which Jeremy Clarkson Has Had Torrid Love Affairs, or Five Times Nida Saved the World and Nobody Noticed, or Five Cases Watson Decided, On Balance, Not To Publish). Then, in a separate post in reply to your comment, I will compile the requested list, according to me. Multiple requests are welcomed.

I've concluded that I don't love Torchwood. I enjoy watching it, but I don't love it, and if it didn't get another series I wouldn't shed a tear. Alas.

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[nano_moose]

2. When the monster that had been Mary (or was it Maria?) was lying on its strange bedlike frame and he couldn't bring himself to shoot her, so he stood there, gripping the gun, and listened to her saying "James... James... James..." over and over again for ever.

Oh. That's.

Oh.

(Secretly I think it is brilliant. Still.

Oh, James.)