I wish it was my job in life to tie up and torture this cartoon chick and cartoon Jane from Daria.
Just asphyxiate them with plastic bags while I frick them deaf, dumb and blind every miserable day of their lives.
Needles in their nipples inserted inwards through the tip and make them lie on their bellies while I like their feet >verification not required
The Simpsons is famously built on this premise. Timeless vaguely mid-century setting because the adult characters are based on the writer's baby boomer parents, but the story is about younger gen x/millenial protagonists.
that 'sode of doug when she gets plastered after a party, sneaks into doug's room and tries to makeout with him. and patti found out and saids "WHAT A WEIRDO!"
Lol, this gives context to that one meme of Skeeter explaining to Doug that what he did with Patty Mayonnaise was rape. Doug was just confused, and working through the psycho-sexual trauma of his sister trying to rape him while Patty just laughed at him and called him a weirdo.
Good job, anon. Very Jungian psychoanalysis of you.
Lol, this gives context to that one meme of Skeeter explaining to Doug that what he did with Patty Mayonnaise was rape. Doug was just confused, and working through the psycho-sexual trauma of his sister trying to rape him while Patty just laughed at him and called him a weirdo.
Good job, anon. Very Jungian psychoanalysis of you.
>Dear journal, Roger found me alone in the showers today. Gym was our last period class and it was a Friday, so the other guys had finished already and went home or over to the stadium for the game. I was running my laps late and got to the showers just as Skeeter had finished up. I told him i'd get washed up then meet him at Honker before we would go to the game. I was alone when I heard his voice echo in the shower room. "Funny seeing you hear, Funnie." Roger's voice cut like a razor, but I tried to ignore him. I pushed my face beneath the hot shower water. I put my hand up on the wall, when I felt his hand start to grasp mine. Roger's fingers entwined themselves with my own, as he began to rub my back with his suds-covered bar of soap. He asked me if I liked shea butter. I could feel him poking me. We were alone, and I closed my eyes. An hour later me and Skeeter got to the stadium, the game was almost starting. We saw Patti and she waved us over. She sniffed the air and asked me "Is that shea butter?" I could see Roger further down the bleachers. He grinned at me. I had a hard time sitting most of the game.
I wish it was my job in life to tie up and torture this cartoon chick and cartoon Jane from Daria.
Just asphyxiate them with plastic bags while I frick them deaf, dumb and blind every miserable day of their lives.
Needles in their nipples inserted inwards through the tip and make them lie on their bellies while I like their feet
>verification not required
Calm down Upchuck
Ooooh, FEISTY
Were beatniks even a thing in the 90s? Shouldnt she be a grunge b***h or riot grrrl?
Cartoons are made by boomers
This. Watch a cartoon from the 90s sometime and pay attention to how the houses, cars, and phones look. Everyone lives in the 1950s.
The Simpsons is famously built on this premise. Timeless vaguely mid-century setting because the adult characters are based on the writer's baby boomer parents, but the story is about younger gen x/millenial protagonists.
Why was
>sardonic 60s fashion sense older sister
such a widely used character archetype in the 90s?
She gave me a thing for girls in berets
I bet she never shaved
nah she shaved but left a thick tuft
that 'sode of doug when she gets plastered after a party, sneaks into doug's room and tries to makeout with him. and patti found out and saids "WHAT A WEIRDO!"
Dear Journal,
I pray our parents never find the planned parenthood documents
Lol, this gives context to that one meme of Skeeter explaining to Doug that what he did with Patty Mayonnaise was rape. Doug was just confused, and working through the psycho-sexual trauma of his sister trying to rape him while Patty just laughed at him and called him a weirdo.
Good job, anon. Very Jungian psychoanalysis of you.
What race is skeeter
blue man
obviously a black
Zesty
Blubian kang
classic comic
why on EARTH was doug simpin after Patti when he should a tapped connie sweet arse
He should have gone with Beebe, she was rich as frick
god i fricking hate doug
I never watched a Doug all the way through. I left it on as awkward background noise while I played the computer. Doug sucked.
Maybe you should DOUG FASTER
I'd plant my bomb in her lasagna
Judy's toes
She's gonna make you rub her feet
Why didn't Doug just frick Mr. Dink's wife? Tippi was hot.
Because nine months later she would be Mrs. Diok
C'mon Funnie, gimme that Doug Shaker. Yeah that's some Doug Ass right there
>Dear journal, Roger found me alone in the showers today. Gym was our last period class and it was a Friday, so the other guys had finished already and went home or over to the stadium for the game. I was running my laps late and got to the showers just as Skeeter had finished up. I told him i'd get washed up then meet him at Honker before we would go to the game. I was alone when I heard his voice echo in the shower room. "Funny seeing you hear, Funnie." Roger's voice cut like a razor, but I tried to ignore him. I pushed my face beneath the hot shower water. I put my hand up on the wall, when I felt his hand start to grasp mine. Roger's fingers entwined themselves with my own, as he began to rub my back with his suds-covered bar of soap. He asked me if I liked shea butter. I could feel him poking me. We were alone, and I closed my eyes. An hour later me and Skeeter got to the stadium, the game was almost starting. We saw Patti and she waved us over. She sniffed the air and asked me "Is that shea butter?" I could see Roger further down the bleachers. He grinned at me. I had a hard time sitting most of the game.