Disco Doc

I was at a disco and this stallion said to me
"Something bad is happening, I'm sure you do agree,
Daleks care for nothing, no respect for pony rights!
Evil times are coming we are in for darker nights."
I said "Who are you to talk about impending doom?"
He got kind of wary as he looked around the room
He said "I'm a Brigadier, a big shot on the isle."
I said "I just can't believe it." then flashed him a smile
"Lethbridge, can you tell me what is right and what is wrong?"
He said "Keep on rockin', Doctor, till the night is gone."

Over in the corner I could see this angry bin
Dalek who believed the parody had worn quite thin
So I took advantage of the fact that I'm a Lord
Shook my mane and trotted deftly through the equine horde

And as sure as Skaro it was sliding up to me, it said
"YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED. YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED. YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED."

Only level 99 turbo-nerds will understand. Mixing Dr Who(oves), ABBA, and Disco Duck references, that's oddly specific even by my standards. Oh, let me clear a few things up for anyone who doesn't "dig it" since these recent Doctor Whooves posts seem to've confused a lot of people.

The unicorn in the cape is best husbando the 3rd Doctor (his run took place from 1970 to 1974, hence the groovy scenery), the mare he's waltzing with is his young companion, Jo Grant (or rather her pony counterpart, Jo Gait). The military man colt in the background is Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart, a founder of UNIT (international organization that defends Earth from alien threats) and a colleague of the Doctor's. The Daleks are a race of highly intelligent (and highly dangerous) aliens, Skaro is their home planet. Alles ist gut? Everyone up to speed?

Right! With that out of the way, let me continue by saying I don't know how Jo keeps cool under the collar around this glorious bastard, I wasn't even aware classy old British men in 19th century formal wear repairing Edwardian roadsters whilst singing Lewis Caroll's Jabberwocky was my fetish until he did it. Out of all the doctors I had to crush on the Allied WWII vet who used to report directly to Winston gottverdammt Churchill. Why, Freyja? WHY?

_{I was saving myself for Baker. ;u;}

Jo Gait: "Doctor, I didn't know you could disco dance!"

Dr Whooves: "I can't. My dear Miss Gait, don't you know a waltz when you see one?"