bill-swift - July 28, 2011
Karen Gillan was mere walking distance from my humble humbleness and I could feel the ripples and shivers of nerdtastic ginger hotness tremble the ground beneath me like a San Andreas fault line cough. I swear, I could smell the very Amy Pond right down my steps. And it smelled like amazing. Wow.
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