There is no Human race, there is only the Master race.
You know what? THAT? IS KIND OF AWESOME. Billions of Simms. OMG. HAHAHAHAHA. IT WINS. I take back every bad thing I have ever said about this show. (Not really --- I have some issues regarding the 1D villains of Naismith and his daughter, the use of Obama, and the sexism inherent in saying Lucy Saxon was corrupted, but this is hilarious and fantastic.)
Just when I think I couldn't love John Simm any more than I already do, he goes and does something even more awesome than before. This is so ridiculous in the awesome way. Flirty Master in a dress especially killed me. HAHAHAHAHA!
Oooh, the confidential.
Emo!Master. Hah! "He's got an insatiable appetite. He eats tramps. Like I would if I was hungry." ♥
The mask is creepy as fuck. No one can really capture John's face, but, that mask? Especially bad. It's just disturbing.
EEEEE! John in many, many different costumes. Seriously, John, why do you put yourself through so much work? WHY, SIMM, WHY? (Because you're awesome and we love you for it?) This is very Being John Malkovich ... and is going to inspire so much crossdressing!fic. Oh, man.
One big John Simmness. Mmmmm. My kind of episode.