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I'm pickin' up crucifixions, / Scourged like a man of afflictions...

Master of stippling, untouchable

That's a potent combination of Legally Blonde, My Cousin Vinny, and Strip Law, respectively.

Christmas Present for the looks, Waldorf, and either Dr. Bunsen Honeydew or Alastair Cookie of Monsterpiece Theatre.

Jenghis Conn

Now, if this were advertised as "Marley," and showed how the influence of that wicked skinflint chipped away at Scrooge's humanity and conscience over a period of years, forging a PONDEROUS chain...

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Mitch Kentucky wgah'nagl fhtagn!

I remember a Max von Frisch novel with a bit something like "Thank you, that's very comforting to know, that if I had had 100 daughters and they had all been bitten by venomous adders, only five of them would die, that helps so much."

Yes, you've got Draculas, Nosferatus and Counts Von Count, just as the categories of detective are Columbo, Sherlock, and Clousseau.

"So much are they enchanted by the words liberty, freedom and such like, that the wise can go to the poor, rob them [...] dismiss them with a hearty kick, and win their hearts and their votes for ever, if only they will assure them that the treatment [...] is called liberty" Machen, the Terror, 1917

I've just always assumed the stuff was one phoneme away from 'gruel' for a good reason. Not that Soylent had much better naming conventions

@artbutmakeitsports.bsky.social , is this Saturn devouring his son, or Ivan the Terrible and *his* son?

We simply don't have the circumflex and cedilla analogues in this language to indicate it's a contraction of bo(ot)y shorts.

Reasonably sure the sin of Judas was narcing God out to the cops, but I'm not a highly paid celebrity philosopher.

Ohhhhhhh, right, *JOHN* McAfee was the whalefucking pervert who died a few years back.

To be sure! When the headline boils down to fourteen rather than ten, though, my respect for the publication and those associated with it is going to decline, be the reporters never so professional.

Larry's a blue-blooded decapod A Homerid born in the seas There's no rubber bands on his pincer-like hands, But it's still hard to tickle the keys.

How did they get there? And what does she look like without magic Space Toblerone bricks inside? Would other members of her species be able to notice? Is she a distinct species or a construct built for this? We'll never know!

This is about how "Something Wicked This Way Comes" starts. Be on your guard for unlicensed circuses!

An unfortunate color palette though