What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?
Last Updated: 21.06.2025 03:11

Speaking of which, poor Cleo Coco has ended up appearing in anti-vice pamphlets.
¡Explotando Dick por todos lados!
But Tess! I mean Betty! I mean Veronica! (I can never remember who is who) which ever one you are, I love you!
Have you made a female relative or friend squirt?
Tess' boyfriend, Ed, now works as a Peter Lorre impersonator.
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)
After you lather me up with that strawberry hand lotion.
In order to answer this I came up with a little story that goes like this …
I hear you're a stunt-double now for Fred in Scooby-Doo.
Gadzooks! It's Torchy Todd slumming it in Yugoslavian science fiction! The shame!
Have you ever been physically attacked by a demon?
Let's do what we always do, lay around half-naked while men make terrible jokes at our expense.
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.
Why are Americans obese? Is it the food or is it the psychology?
Yes, Tess, crime doesn't pay but apparently Rated-G horror does.
“Your boyfriend is a total perv, mommy.”
I've also been making ends meet ... By appearing in Tijuana splatter comics as Evil Gringo #2.
Is it safe to say that China is at least 30 years ahead of India?
Before there was MAGA there was … the Comics Code Authority
Ironically, Wertham focused on stories about crime, singling out Batman and Robin for its gay subtext and Dick Tracy for its violence.
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How do you feel about the impending end of what Donald Trump calls "the Green New scam"?
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!
Of all the layoffs, Torchy Todd and her gal pal, Tess Parker, were hit the hardest.
Times might be tough … But at least there's one thing we all agree on.
Just you, me, in a vat of lime jello, pulling hair, calling each other names …
Sex! Lingerie! Knock knock jokes!
How do empaths destroy narcissists?
And then working as Betty and Veronica's body doubles ...
Only zombies dig to rock and roll, daddy-O!
Torchy thinks: Maybe I could play a gangster's moll since apparently smoking is still seen as wholesome and American.
Shameless vixen! Trollop!
And I ended up moonlighting in Japanese porn, but the less said about that the better.
Remember, kids, masturbation will make you see the devil everywhere!
Why do men love to stink/being smelly?
At least until the peyote kicks in ...
Perhaps now we can explore what being a “gal pal” really means.
Two letters of transit signed by General De Gaulle … Stimpy, you eediot!
Why aren't you a Trump supporter?
Make Nazis afraid again!