- Rachel: What's it called when you become a pastor?
- Rachel: ....
- Rachel: ........
- Rachel: ............
- Rachel: Getting pasteurized?
- Mavis and me: [hysterical laughter]
Meanwhile, in Avengers Tower, Steve Rogers stands by the window, looking out at the Statue of Liberty. A single, manly tear rolls down his cheek.
"But she’s my lady,” he whispers.
"I saw her first.”
i feel like tony would finally get sick of his moping and offer to buy the damned statue and steve would get horrified and say things like “you can’t buy a national monument tony” and “you cant buy liberty" and tony would be like "watch me" and subsequently get beaten up by carol yeah idk
OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOOOOSHHHHH I JUST DROPPED A KIT KAT BAR IWAS EATING THIS WAS HOW AMAZING THIS IS OH MY GOOOOOOOSHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH MY GOSH AND KITT AND CAROL ARE LFYING IN THE WINDOW REFLECTION HOW DID YOU PUT SO MUCH DETAIL INTO A STUPID LITTLE SKETCH I’M CRYING
Miss Frizzle and Mary Poppins, Lady Time Lords.
I ship it to the moon.
The Teacher and The Nanny. The Magic School Bus is a TARDIS, and Mary’s bag is bigger on the inside. No one will ever convince me that this is not true. Oh, and I ship it.
For crying out loud, the Magic School Bus actually does travel through time and space, easily changes it’s form like a Chameleon Circuit, and is casually ALIVE in certain ways. It’s a friggin’ TARDIS in all but name!
Anyone who has ever said the doctor could not be a woman has literally never seen either of these characters in action.
I’m convinced The Nanny is the Doctor’s Mother.
"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.
The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”
All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.
And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”