What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 01:24

Every day is a good day to punch a Nazi! I mean MAGA! I mean the Comics Code Authority! (I can never remember who is who)
Only zombies dig to rock and roll, daddy-O!
But Tess! I mean Betty! I mean Veronica! (I can never remember who is who) which ever one you are, I love you!
Shameless vixen! Trollop!
And then working as Betty and Veronica's body doubles ...
Perhaps now we can explore what being a “gal pal” really means.
Two letters of transit signed by General De Gaulle … Stimpy, you eediot!
Gadzooks! It's Torchy Todd slumming it in Yugoslavian science fiction! The shame!
Just you, me, in a vat of lime jello, pulling hair, calling each other names …
Has anyone ever had sex with their cousin? How did it start, and would you do it again?
Tess' boyfriend, Ed, now works as a Peter Lorre impersonator.
Before there was MAGA there was … the Comics Code Authority
Times might be tough … But at least there's one thing we all agree on.
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Remember, kids, masturbation will make you see the devil everywhere!
Make Nazis afraid again!
In order to answer this I came up with a little story that goes like this …
Has anyone tried bestiality and been caught?
In 1954 complete bastard and censorship campaigner Fredric Wertham published a book for the stated goal of creating a moral panic around comic book's alleged impact on juvenile delinquency. Much like the House Committee on Un-American Activities' disastrous impact on the film industry, the Comics Code Authority (obey, puny humans) put many hardworking comic book characters out of work all because of one poorly written book called …
Torchy, we're unemployed … And no one is hiring scantily-clad wastrels these days.
Ironically, Wertham focused on stories about crime, singling out Batman and Robin for its gay subtext and Dick Tracy for its violence.
Why do our deceased do not protect us from other bad spirits?
Let's do what we always do, lay around half-naked while men make terrible jokes at our expense.
After you lather me up with that strawberry hand lotion.
Sex! Lingerie! Knock knock jokes!
“Your boyfriend is a total perv, mommy.”
At least until the peyote kicks in ...
Yes, Tess, crime doesn't pay but apparently Rated-G horror does.
Of all the layoffs, Torchy Todd and her gal pal, Tess Parker, were hit the hardest.
Torchy thinks: Maybe I could play a gangster's moll since apparently smoking is still seen as wholesome and American.
Speaking of which, poor Cleo Coco has ended up appearing in anti-vice pamphlets.
I've also been making ends meet ... By appearing in Tijuana splatter comics as Evil Gringo #2.
I hear you're a stunt-double now for Fred in Scooby-Doo.
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And I ended up moonlighting in Japanese porn, but the less said about that the better.
Dick! I heard about the lay-off. What's a square-jaw crime fighter doing these days to bring in the bling?
Marijuana makes Jesus cry!
I dreamt my mother had died and I cried so much in my dream. What does it mean?
¡Explotando Dick por todos lados!