That’s a very big frog!

That’s how it usually works when tiaras are involved, yes.

Nah, women’s way is better: Don’t steal, just make someone else pay for it.

Yeah, that’s France and there’s a lot of women in there. Not our most glorious hour, when eleventh hour “résistants” rounded women (who’d slept with German soldiers… Truly or sometimes only rumored), stripped, beat, and humiliated them.

It’s the mold settling in.

Yes, Handmaids tombs, the lot of them!

“Because those men understand, at a deep lizard-brain level, that those women are a danger to the integrity of the tribe.”

Unfortunately, they get tangled with diapers stickers straps. 

You’re underestimating the slippery potential of a potato salad, right there.

Missionary got to mission, I guess.

He’s got some? Well, color me surprised.

Their condiment of choice is mayo, so….

Now, I wonder what are the darling judge here views on castration?

Weeell... same shit, different day, I suppose.

Just for your information, coffins were made of a mix of flour and water, and very much not supposed to be eaten… sort of an instant, and cheap, cooking pot.

Honest? You’re going with the rotten teeth cliché again?

Game of Throne was boring. I’d rather read the inspiration for it, aka medieval British History in all it’s bloodshed glory.

Well, there is an Hollywood depiction of American history if you’re looking for it: Addams family, the second movie. Short and sweet.

The “this is not me” excuse is one of the most infuriating there is. Yes, it IS you, asshole, and we both know it.

But not the garden shed. That would be too much.