Would a Kitty Cat Dalek have nine lives or take nine lives?

Against the advice of professionals, we do some forbidden Tumblr archaeology, where we dig up peacoats, discuss a murder hobbyist, and finally distill Benedict Cumberbatch's name to its purest essence.

It's time to talk about ancient aliens, deadly hugs, and just how big fire should be.

Last Christmas, I had a bad dream: there was a crab on my face, and it made me scream. This year, Santa is here, and he brought a parade of slinkies?

Heaven is a bowling ball, everyone's dead grandpa is a killer robot, and the Doctor gets a big ol' wet kiss.

It's like The Happening but the opposite and Cassie does a Bjork. Look, that's what happens, I don't know what you want from me.

Cassie and Zach discuss flat people (not like that) and what they would do if they had time travel (yes, like that).

What other monsters can we mash up with Agatha Christie? Dracula on the Nile? Dr. Jekyll and Ms. Marple? Five Little Invisible Men?!