There's nothing like sitting down with your eight-year-old daughter to watch an episode of Doctor Who, only to get stuck explaining what 'erectile dysfunction' means.
I particularly like the way the Doctor takes his vengeance upon the family at the end. Usually he just does a "We're both the last of our kind. Let's be friends." sort of thing. I also really liked Son of Mine. The actor didn't have a lick of makeup on, yet he was one of the most convincing aliens I've ever seen on television.
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Which episode were you watching?
At least the Dr isn't hocking the stuff...can you imagine?
"Hi, guys. The Doctor here. Are you having trouble with your central console...if you know what I mean, and I think you do..."
Yikes. Think of the "regeneration" jokes.
p.s. If this is too much for your blog, feel free to delete this comment. IIRC, your daughter sometimes reads this, right?
It's fine, Larry. We were watching a rerun, the second half of the Family of Blood. Good stuff.
Well, we're all waiting...how did you answer?
I hear you on this one, Bear! I wouldn't want to be in your shoes trying to explain that to a child!!
Family of Blood - that was a good two-parter. Poignant.
I particularly like the way the Doctor takes his vengeance upon the family at the end. Usually he just does a "We're both the last of our kind. Let's be friends." sort of thing. I also really liked Son of Mine. The actor didn't have a lick of makeup on, yet he was one of the most convincing aliens I've ever seen on television.
I think the proper answer, for an eight-year-old daughter is "you don't need to know".
For an eleven-year-old I'd say "it's a trouble husbands have sometimes, usually when they start getting older, but not always."
(said the childless unmarried 28-yr-old)
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