“People can connect with anything. That’s why I can pick up this pencil, tell you its name is Steve, do this. * breaks * And part of you dies, just a little bit inside.”
I felt bad for the phlegm. I ship phlegm and phlembelina.
I also love his friend’s just awe at the loogie. I miss getting psyched over how big a loogie is.
There’s that one totally-not-Superman-based episode of Doctor Who where one of the characters does this with squeaky toys. Here’s the Doctor: Default state, alien and egocentric to the point of sociopathy, being given serious pause at the plight of a squeaky toy.
He knows the whole thing makes no sense at all, and yet… he doesn’t want that toy to squeak in “pain” again.
“People can connect with anything. That’s why I can pick up this pencil, tell you its name is Steve, do this. * breaks * And part of you dies, just a little bit inside.”
I felt bad for the phlegm. I ship phlegm and phlembelina.
I also love his friend’s just awe at the loogie. I miss getting psyched over how big a loogie is.
There’s that one totally-not-Superman-based episode of Doctor Who where one of the characters does this with squeaky toys. Here’s the Doctor: Default state, alien and egocentric to the point of sociopathy, being given serious pause at the plight of a squeaky toy.
He knows the whole thing makes no sense at all, and yet… he doesn’t want that toy to squeak in “pain” again.