Moses he knowses his toeses aren’t roses, as Moses supposes his toeses to be!
Ohh, whole entire closet full! Of bow ties, that is. Lot of my fezzes mysteriously went missing at one point and I never got them back. Got to say, I’ve always liked my red bow ties. Always makes me feel like I’m ready for an adventure. Hah!
—Get it? Red? Ready?
Losing someone’s ‘bout one of the hardest things you’ll ever have to go through. And dealing with that, you take as much time as you feel you need. In the end though, you do the only thing you can do and, well.. Move on. But you can only do that when you’re able to. And trust me, you’ll know when. You just will.
Jus’ remember, they’ll always be there in your heart. No matter what.
Michelle was a little startled by the sudden backwards movement he made in the water, but her smile remained in tact. Was he seriously challenging her to Marco Polo? And was he under the impression that he stood any chance of winning? Especially with all those clothes still weighing him down?
"Are ya kiddin’ me? You’re never goin’ to catch me, Custy. I can easily swim circles ‘round ya." There was confidence enough to give him a few more words than what was actually required for the game.
She allowed a small and silent giggle to escape her as she moved quietly through the water to her left.
Already she was so entirely sure she was going to win. And because of that, he wasn’t so sure he wanted to actually make her lose. But he wasn’t going to not try, that’s for sure.
Covering his eyes with one hand, he began to swim in the direction he heard her last, “Only got one hand free and I’ll still find you!”
Alright, so maybe he was being a bit too cocky with that statement, but he knew he could swim well enough without both hands. He could feel he was already making good progress through the water, not bothering to call out for her response.
Soon enough, his free hand met with something and a resounding, “Aha! Got you already,” escaped his lips before he noticed…
"Ah," the Doctor said as he lifted his hand from his eyes, noticing he’d grabbed hold of the edge of the pool. Covering his eyes once more, he tried to play it off, "Marco!”
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—Right, let’s not and say we didn’t.
Well of course that’s the easy explanation, but easy’s never any fun! Or are you too much of a geezer for fun now? Is that what happened with your hair? All the color’s gone so now all the fun is too?
—Blimey, remind me never to regenerate again.