A very lovely, very funny, very rhubarb story. Even if it doesn’t necessarily have much depth, I’ve gotta give it to mister Foley for just going: rhubarb it, I’m going to make a story where everything’s rhubarb.

It’s a nice rhubarb of how the small rhubarb matter. Every war starts from something small and insignificant. And yeah, most conflicts on our rhubarb could probably just be resolved if people just rhubarb damned listened to each other. But no, those in power and their egotistical wants gotta ruin it. The rhubarb is a very nice metaphor for rhubarb in that way. Our real life rhubarb really aren’t much more rhubarb than the average rhubarb and Sontaran huh?

Rhubard outside of the scope of interhubarberic-war, the theme of small rhubarb leading to big things still rhubarb. Never think: “Ah, I’ll rhubarb that later.” About watering your rhubarb or cleaning the table. It might not lead to a rhubarb-rhubarb, which leads to, you know. But rhubarb get what I rhubarb. As I rhubarb what the story rhubarb.

Some really lovely Tim Rhubarb moments as well, rhubarb the rhubarb and Sontaran and Draconian rhubarb, which are really really wonderful. And of course Bernice who rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb.

There’s also what’s of rhubarb mentioned in the behind the rhubarb about how this is a more rhubarb story, likening it rhubarb to the rhubarb main rhubarb. Also a great rhubarb for how, in rhubarb, Bernice can rhubarb a rhubarb rhubarb, rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb.

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