The Doctor is a slut.

Okay guys. This blog is gonna be very Doctor Who-ish again. If not entirely Doctor Who-ish. {I dunno if I've ever mentioned this on here, but ever since I started blogging, if I've had the urge to spew my thought, it's been on here that I do so. As compared to in my actual diary. Granted, I write about different stuff on here, but still. I haven't been keeping up with my diary as much.}

So yeah. About my blog post title, here's the long story version. The other day, I said to my biffle, "I wish I was the Doctor so I could always have a good excuse to be kissed or to kiss people. Like Rose, 'Uh, sorry Rose, I had to snog you to transfer all the energy of the Tardis into me, so I could regenerate into a hotter version of myself, and you could not die.' Or Martha 'I had to kiss you so that the Judoon would detect the human DNA on me and not think I'm the alien.' Or Donna 'Yeah, you had to kiss me to shock me out of a poisoning attempt.' Or Jack, well, he's just Jack. He doesn't need an excuse. You get it." That whole deal made me realize, the Doctor is a slut! Then, just now, got to see "Flesh and Stone" and then Amy even sorta snogs him, and without a good science fictiony excuse! This series of revelations was astounding. Not to mention, ladies and gentlemen, there are no Google results for "The Doctor is a slut" and only one for "The Doctor is a manwhore." And I figure I need to fix this huge gap in obvious fact for the sake of the accuracy of the internet. So now, if someone searches "The Doctor is a slut," they will get my blog! Woo!

Anyway, I have yet to watch "Vampires in Venice." The reasons for this are threefold: It's not written by Steven Moffat, so I'm not excited out of my mind; I just watched the previous episode on freaking Megavideo, and I don't want my time limit to leave me in suspense because I can't find any better link; and finally, I felt like blogging! So there we go. I'll go watch that now.