My other favorite part of Mark is Mark 6, when Jesus comes back to Nazareth [to HELP, and TEACH, you're WELCOME, i imagine him saying loudly], and everyone's like "Well well well, look who's got alllll the big ideas now, that's Miriam's Yeshua, you remember, the carpenter's boy with all those brothers running around, the one whose sister married that Moshe from Kenneret, no that's the other sister you're thinking of, sweet girl, not married yet, I keep telling her you're not getting any younger, well anyway seems like he's Mister Miracle Man in the Big City now but I remember when he got so worked up arguing about whether moths have souls that he cried til he barfed. [loudly] Nice haircut Yeshuleh! Looks expensive!" and Jesus is so embarrassed that he literally can't do miracles