Mein Kampf
The lonely figure of a desolate man at a desk filled the comically small prison cell. The man was busy writing something. His memoirs, perhaps? Yes, it was his memoirs. The sad man was Adolf Hitler. Without warning an unfamiliar sound echoed throughout the prison. The closest analogy that Adolf could think of was the cry of 1000 wounded Gugelfhuffs, overlayed over each other.
That unusual sound heralded the arrival of the TARDIS. The doors opened and out stepped a female, dressed in black leather. Sexy Voord approached Adolf Hitler and slapped him. She then returned to the ship. Adolf was flabbergasted.
Next, Dr Who emerged. Dinosaur Who's extreme height meant his head burst through the ceiling above him, causing a prisoner to fall down, landing on Adolf's floor with an undignified splat. He was as dead as somebody who had sailed on the Titanic and couldn't get to a lifeboat. Dinosaur Who then reached forward and slapped Adolf too. Dr Who turned around, entered the TARDIS and it dematerialised.
That unusual sound heralded the arrival of the TARDIS. The doors opened and out stepped a female, dressed in black leather. Sexy Voord approached Adolf Hitler and slapped him. She then returned to the ship. Adolf was flabbergasted.
Next, Dr Who emerged. Dinosaur Who's extreme height meant his head burst through the ceiling above him, causing a prisoner to fall down, landing on Adolf's floor with an undignified splat. He was as dead as somebody who had sailed on the Titanic and couldn't get to a lifeboat. Dinosaur Who then reached forward and slapped Adolf too. Dr Who turned around, entered the TARDIS and it dematerialised.