What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 10:48

Two letters of transit signed by General De Gaulle … Stimpy, you eediot!
I hear you're a stunt-double now for Fred in Scooby-Doo.
And then working as Betty and Veronica's body doubles ...
Speaking of which, poor Cleo Coco has ended up appearing in anti-vice pamphlets.
“Your boyfriend is a total perv, mommy.”
Remember, kids, masturbation will make you see the devil everywhere!
Are rich people harder workers than poor people as a whole?
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)
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 …
Just you, me, in a vat of lime jello, pulling hair, calling each other names …
Which one is better to guys, boobs or butt?
Perhaps now we can explore what being a “gal pal” really means.
¡Explotando Dick por todos lados!
I've also been making ends meet ... By appearing in Tijuana splatter comics as Evil Gringo #2.
Is it possible to achieve spiritual enlightenment while being in a romantic relationship?
After you lather me up with that strawberry hand lotion.
Ironically, Wertham focused on stories about crime, singling out Batman and Robin for its gay subtext and Dick Tracy for its violence.
Let's do what we always do, lay around half-naked while men make terrible jokes at our expense.
At least until the peyote kicks in ...
Before there was MAGA there was … the Comics Code Authority
Make Nazis afraid again!
Has anyone liked being made a cocksucker?
And I ended up moonlighting in Japanese porn, but the less said about that the better.
Times might be tough … But at least there's one thing we all agree on.
Of all the layoffs, Torchy Todd and her gal pal, Tess Parker, were hit the hardest.
Marijuana makes Jesus cry!
Sex! Lingerie! Knock knock jokes!
But Tess! I mean Betty! I mean Veronica! (I can never remember who is who) which ever one you are, I love you!
Gadzooks! It's Torchy Todd slumming it in Yugoslavian science fiction! The shame!
In order to answer this I came up with a little story that goes like this …
Torchy, we're unemployed … And no one is hiring scantily-clad wastrels these days.
When gallery photos are deleted at the same time, why are Google photos also deleted?
Dick! I heard about the lay-off. What's a square-jaw crime fighter doing these days to bring in the bling?
Torchy thinks: Maybe I could play a gangster's moll since apparently smoking is still seen as wholesome and American.
Tess' boyfriend, Ed, now works as a Peter Lorre impersonator.
Is it wrong of me to feel uncomfortable that my friend thinks my brother is hot?
TEXT:
Yes, Tess, crime doesn't pay but apparently Rated-G horror does.
Only zombies dig to rock and roll, daddy-O!
If you were president, how would you make America "great again?"
Shameless vixen! Trollop!