With the name “Time Machine,” I guess I should have realized the similarity sooner:

Every time I run Time Machine I expect to see Steve Job’s face zooming in and the familiar dum-de-dum dum-de-dum theme music playing.
With the name “Time Machine,” I guess I should have realized the similarity sooner:

Every time I run Time Machine I expect to see Steve Job’s face zooming in and the familiar dum-de-dum dum-de-dum theme music playing.
Looking for the perfect Christmas gift for me? Well, Sarah Jane Smith’s cool car or Captain Jack’s overcoat would be great, but I’ll settle for the “Pull To Open” panel from the TARDIS.
Seen by my pal Teresa today at Kinko’s:
My ‘helper’ was a stoner with ‘NOTHING IS PERMANENT’ permanently tattooed on the inside of his forearm.
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