All right, calm down.
This is peak comedy
(With my deepest apologies to Shakespeare and Dr. Seuss)
Can I kill my Uncle Claude? Yes, I can, I can, by God! I will kill my Uncle Claude!
Should I kill him in the house? Should I kill him while he’s soused? I could kill him here or there I could kill him anywhere Would I, could I, while he prays? Kill him! Kill him! Wherefore stay? I would not, could not, while he prays!
Not in the house, not when he’s soused, Not with his sister, now his spouse! Not while he prays, not while he feasts, O, incestuous, adulterate beast! I do not like my Uncle Claude, I do not like that bloody bawd!
Say! In the dark? Here in the dark! Would I, could I, in the dark?
Should I kill him in his bed? Should I there strike off his head? Kill him with his nightcap on? Kill him when the churchyards yawn? Should I kill him where he lies? I will kill him, by and by! I do not like my Uncle Claude, I’ll kill him, i’ th’ name of God!
The play! The play! The play’s the thing! The thing wherein I’ll catch the king! No more ‘to be or not to be,’ I will kill him, you will see!
Kill him while he wears his crown Kill him while his guard is down Kill him with some poisoned wine Kill him with this sword of mine O, is the point envenomed, too? I’m dead–Horatio, adieu! But tell them, tell them, more or less, Who it was that made this mess!
I did not like my Uncle Claude, I killed him in the name of God! Good friend, report my cause aright– And now, goodnight goodnight goodnight!
Kai’s “Dead Do Not” running gag in LEXX
Auditioning Bentleys. Must not mind being set on fire. #GoodOmens
My mama always told me someday I’d be good at something. Who’d have guessed that something’d be zombie killing?
‘May the Force be with you’ is charming but it’s not important. What’s important is that you become the Force - for yourself and perhaps for other people.
Happy 76th Birthday Harrison Ford! (July 13, 1942)
Unless I missed something, this is the only time Shivers is wrong. It’s not supposed to be; Shivers is the spirit of the city describing itself to you as a matter of fact. When it says there won’t ever be a club for anodic dance music in the church, it does so because it’s the metaphysical truth… …except it isn’t. Fueled by his complete desire to BUST A MOVE, Harry makes possible what shouldn’t be — and for the briefest of moments, a true anodic music club *does* exist where it *cannot* exist. For the entire game, you’re a receiver for Shivers. You can tune into its different frequencies with varying degrees of control over the process, but it’s always one-way communication. Until this very moment, where against all odds, you transmit a message back. Shivers says, “there will never be a club for anodic music here”, and you bark back, “oh yeah? Fucking watch me”. And so it watches as something impossible happens, as you prove it wrong — and so it reveals itself to you as La Revacholière, for it understands you might be the only entity to ever exist that can heed its warning and save it from its fate. The moral of this story is that through anodic music and **busting moves** you, too, can change the universe. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=knOXppaqBYY
and the mortifying ordeal of being known Graham | transman | 30s | three crows in a trench coat
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