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Have you ever seen an alligator crawl out of a canal by your friend’s house and almost eat someone? Legit every day of my childhood.

Your friend who majored in marketing posts a link to an article about marketing and hashtags it #marketing.

The Doctor is practically a God. Unaccountable to anyone, he travels all of space and time coming to the aid of arguably lesser beings. Even his race are called “lords.” And why should this “God” show mercy? That’s the crux of this episode.

If you went by Bruce’s songs, you’d think New Jersey was just endless downtrodden, lovable, tragic characters working in factories and wishing to get out of this town one day.

Sepia tone dog poop? Lo-fi brunch? Amaro toast? Toaster armadillos? I WANT EVERYTHING TO LOOK RETRO NOW PLEASE.

How come none of my friends ever had a cool hangout area where all the kids could sit and talk and smoke pot and generally be unencumbered by adults? Oh? Because this is a TV show? Groovy.

I found it funny that she asked the Doctor to “save [her] and show [her] the stars” when she spent the whole episode saving him. But sure, whatever.