Just finished season 2 of Torchwood. Someone please tell me that wasn’t serious. I refuse to watch this show anymore if that was fucking serious. What the FUCK.
Yeah… you might not want to try season 3 then…
Working on it.
I’ll go later - the beans are almost done.
The beans are almost done.
The room darkens, a single spotlight on Ianto.
Remember when my girlfriend tried to assimilate me?
How she threw me in a puddle after her killing spree?
Despite my body lying there limp, we cannot omit
the fact that we had time back then to swap a little spit.
The world was almost taken over by machines,
but we can’t bang now because of bloody beans.
(Ianto moves over to Rhys and stands awkwardly by his shoulder. The spotlight widens to encompass the two.)
Sooooo, how the beans doing?
They’re just beans mate. No need to rush it.
The spotlight focuses again on Ianto. He moves dramatically upstage.
Rhys! Haven’t you read the script?
This episode will be my crypt.
Soon, I’ll be in a body bag,
the least you can do is let me shag.
Torchwood panel at MegaCon 2014
A 456 spin off where it just travels around planet to planet seeking out new forms of life wondering which ones will get it high.
Needs multiple dicks.