Obvious Week: It Will Not Die
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Why must the Monkey subject poor Timmy to the horrors of his variegated fluids? The gods themselves, they do not know.
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7 comments:
The New Romantics were always a little vague about Angry Dad's pop culture cues.
"Battle Royale? Does that, like, come with fries?"
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When I've finished rolling my sleeve up, I'm going wear you like Sooty.
There will be blood.
"Hey girly," slurred the old man. "Wanna see me make trifle noises with yer fella's arse?"
Bernard had had enough. The hovering children must die!
“I know vet stories pay the bills,” snarled Sir Laurence, “but why does the hero always have to stick his arm up a cow’s arse?”
"Fucking junior entomologists with your fancy clothes and friends. Let those goddamn fireflies loose or I'll kick all your asses!"
Duly noted.
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