Fantasia in general scared the shit out of me when I was little. Thought I was a chump but I watched it as a grown man and verified it was indeed pretty freaky. Especially ‘Night on Bald Mountain’.

What’s wrong with jizz?

How apropos. You’ve certainly engendered that association in my head now. Either that or I’ll think of Scottie Hughes whenever I see an oboe now...

Quite the Zealot today aren’t we?

Do you pronounce that like Kaylee or do people actually name their children after shitty lettuce?

I feel you fellow generally sweaty greasy human.

Dig the green eyeliner for sure.

Yea those are some whacky pants, those cuffs look like they could hide a copy of Altas Shrugged, a ferret, and at least half a pizza.

I hadn’t thought of that, good call!

I can’t even glance at the words ‘Law & Order’ without that dun-dun noise from the title playing in my head. Every time.

My poop is always a vibrant fluorescent shade of pink, it has sparkles in it too and glows dimly when you turn off the lights. I know feel like I’m the only one whose does this?

Always enjoy weaponized seafood!

Trumps been pumping her with scopolamine and LSD then forces her to watch videos of him reading his erotic Muppet Baby fan fiction. She probably barely remembers her own name.

Loving Ana Navarro, want the fucking Mighty Mouse music to play when she opens her mouth.

Unfortunately he could probably afford to hire quite the surrogate. I think a Joffrey-esque poisoning would be best. Or push him off a bridge.

Had literally the exact same thought.

Potential glandular disorder rectal plugs.

The fuck is that??! Angel hair, hot dog, bacon and caper casserole?!?!

What?!?! The you haven’t soldered handles on your respective womens’ crotches so you can lug them around like carry-on bags?!?! How do you deal with the inconvenience????

Harvest it and take it back to Dunwall!!