Hey, I’m inviting you to my graduation party in Orlando on Dec. —th, afternoontime. Take off work and come over! Please! Pretty please! It’s gonna be awesome. Doctor Who is coming, I’m gonna have a Raptor and Viper escort land in the front lawn, Capt. Mal and the gang are going to be there, and Batman is providing security*. Don’t you want to be at that party? That’s what I thought.
*Actual guest list may vary.
I’m going to assume he won’t mind me publishing this because a) it is full of awesome and b) he doesn’t even look at tumblr anymore (I think?). What really sucks is that I’ll be in Texas. I won’t even get to play with the TARDIS cookie jar.
