Donna, don’t use your real name. Look at the Doctor, he’s using John Smith.
Who on earth would be dumb enough to print an entire customer database without your boss’s approval. Now as for sales calls, why are they? They’re selling a miracle diet pill. It will sell like crazy, and just sell it online. Also, why is it so small? that was like four sheets of paper, and Donna took both hers and the Doctors, so their client list fits on two sheets of A4.
How does Adipose Industries have authorization for to have a siren on their vehicle?
The Adipose are adorable.
You can tell that drivers in this shared universe have never driven in snow. In Torchwood they lock the wheels when stopping. In this they spin out.
Donna’s mom is terrible. BUT NOW IT’S TIME FOR WILFRED! One of the best companions for Tennant.
Tell your grandfather, Donna!
I love how oblivious Donna is.
The miming scene between Donna and the Doctor is the greatest.
They fill the door with bullets, but when they push it, it doesn’t fail because of the bullet holes, it just falls because it was never on hinges or latched.
I forgot how much fun Donna was.
The problem with this story is if they just asked nicely and only took excessive fat from people and not other organic matter, they’d have millions (billions?) of volunteers.
Aww, Wilfred missed the UFO.
I love that Donna is moving out.
*gasp* It’s Rose!
I love Wilfred.