Nas

^NO, NO. BUCKING NO. NOPE. NO. PLEASE, NO. NOPE. FOR THE LOVE OF CELESTIA NO. NO. DO NOT SAY ANYTHING. AT. ALL.

NO.

Rosie simply stared at Thomas, revealed to her in all his glory. Thomas was familiar, yet strange; there were many places on him that she knew she would spend time upon. The most important of these was his steam port, a nozzle-type device pointing down to where the ground would normally be. This, she knew, was the place where excess steam would be drained to help relieve boiler pressure - every steam engine had such a place; hers was an open hole on her own underside.

Well, that just got permanently saved in my text file of funny things.