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we need to start getting weirder with the lost crackships. who’s here for burklugh

A doll youtuber I watch has made a video about the history of Polly Pocket, and she's describing the plots of the dvd specials, one of which features an elderly woman named Ms. Throckmorton, and my reaction was

pour one out for my man john doggett. dude gets zero breaks. he's pulled in as an emergency replacement partner for the resident conspiracy theorist department that lives in the basement. he doesn't even believe in aliens but hell, he'll keep an open mind. he'll play the logical card on every x-file because the person who used to fulfill that role has now turned full tin-foil-hat since losing her partner who was. *checks notes* abducted by aliens. he's not sure how he feels about aliens but he's still trying to maintain a professional approach. his partner is routinely absent for hospital appointments she doesn't want him to know about. apparently she's pregnant with *checks notes* an alien baby that was only possible by using the donated sperm of her partner who was *rechecks notes* oh, yeah. abducted by aliens. the government want her alien baby and he's gotta fight tooth and nail to keep this from happening. a few weeks ago he was shot to death, vored and regurgitated by a monster-of-the-week before being reconstituted from goo and brought back to life. not a single person has asked him how his day is going.

Absolutely delighted with this result