Even my evil henchman, miss Kittypuss, knows it: Today it's John Simm's birthday!!
Happy birthday, mister Simm!!
Nothing Nice to Say Here's some backstory for you.Nothing Nice to Say by InvaderJes11
So, I got some pretty interesting Bat Mitzvah gifts recently, and one of them was this book entitled "If You Can't Say Anything Nice, Say it in Yiddish." XD ME AND MY FRIENDS ARE IN LOVE WITH IT. It's filled with insults, some hilariously vulgar, and some just bizarrely creative. It's not easy to pronounce the actual Yiddish, but it's just fun to browse through the English meanings.
Well, the other day, I set the Master plushie I made for ~InvaderNeek down on the book. And realized something.
The Master. Getting his hands on that book.
OH, RASSILON. XDDD
So, naturally, I wrote about it! ^_^ Here we go!
The main TARDIS living room was better lit than usual. Rebecca glanced over at the Master as she entered and found herself an explanation. He was reading a book.
...He was reading her book.
"Oh God, you found it," Rebecca giggled with false morbidity.
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