Letter to sif

Dear Lady Sif of Asgard, It has been an honor to meet you. Thank you for supporting me all the way through ( That was sarcasm by the way). I never understood how rude you could be, knowing that you might have been angry at me for destroying your favorite city of Vanaheim . You looked absolutely lovely in your silver gown; I couldn't keep my eyes off of you. I didn't like the fact that you destroyed most of my favorite city, though. I can finally see why Thor has always used you in most of his battles. Even though you and he aren't all that close, it seems he fancies you as a friend. I know in mortal legend, it says you're Thor's wife, but you look too… Fierce. Are you his wife? I would love you as my companion. I'm sure the TARDIS wouldn't mind. Now that I think about it, I think River would mind… Oh well. You should meet Clara. You sort of remind me of her. I would like to invite you to my Fish Fingers and Custard Pot Luck. Thousands of varieties of custard and thousands of varieties of fish fingers! Makes me hungry! Anyhow! Bring Thor and Loki. Maybe even Odin, but if Odin gets a heart attack on the way over, just remind me and I'll burry him in Clara's back yard: I'm sure she would rather prefer her front patio or underneath her pond, but we don't want to attract anyone… Especially fangirls… Unless you would like him to be buried by a river, I'm sure Thor would be okay with that. Or we could just ask Loki to suggest the perfect place or how to bury him. Oh well. I would love it if you were to reply.

Thank you, ~The Doctor~