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As much as I would like to detail the vagaries of the Urgent Care Center on a Saturday morning, where the only redeeming point in the whole escapade was a breathtakingly smouldering hot male nurse that literally made my breath catch in my throat and my replies no more than inaudible babbling, I 'll control my ranting urge and get on with an explanation of the title of this post.  But before I get to that, Let me just squee that I watched the first three episodes of both Dr. Who & Robin Hood,  and every time Jonas Armstrong winks, I melt a little inside.  He's just all kinds of cute (He does, however, need a little feeding up.  *raises hand*  Can I volunteer for the job?)!   I enjoy the fact that Rose and Marion are both women with curves and not the stick versions of leading ladies that Hollywood turns out.  The sheriff is easy to hate, Much is good comic releif, and Little John is animalistic and bear-like without being a hulking presence.  And I really can't help but drool over Sir Guy, mullet notwithstanding, I mean, how hot is he?  Figures I'd like the bad guy.  Ooh.  Guy.  Ironic.