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 07:36

But Tess! I mean Betty! I mean Veronica! (I can never remember who is who) which ever one you are, I love you!
Tess' boyfriend, Ed, now works as a Peter Lorre impersonator.
“Your boyfriend is a total perv, mommy.”
¡Explotando Dick por todos lados!
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 …
I've also been making ends meet ... By appearing in Tijuana splatter comics as Evil Gringo #2.
Why am I sweating so much when I try to do anything?
In order to answer this I came up with a little story that goes like this …
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)
Before there was MAGA there was … the Comics Code Authority
Just you, me, in a vat of lime jello, pulling hair, calling each other names …
Yes, Tess, crime doesn't pay but apparently Rated-G horror does.
I hear you're a stunt-double now for Fred in Scooby-Doo.
Does turmeric help fight cancer? If so, how?
Perhaps now we can explore what being a “gal pal” really means.
Ironically, Wertham focused on stories about crime, singling out Batman and Robin for its gay subtext and Dick Tracy for its violence.
Torchy thinks: Maybe I could play a gangster's moll since apparently smoking is still seen as wholesome and American.
Why did the American's mulberry harbor not hold up after D-Day?
Remember, kids, masturbation will make you see the devil everywhere!
Gadzooks! It's Torchy Todd slumming it in Yugoslavian science fiction! The shame!
Times might be tough … But at least there's one thing we all agree on.
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At least until the peyote kicks in ...
Make Nazis afraid again!
How can I fall asleep fast at night?
Only zombies dig to rock and roll, daddy-O!
Two letters of transit signed by General De Gaulle … Stimpy, you eediot!
Dick! I heard about the lay-off. What's a square-jaw crime fighter doing these days to bring in the bling?
After you lather me up with that strawberry hand lotion.
And then working as Betty and Veronica's body doubles ...
Of all the layoffs, Torchy Todd and her gal pal, Tess Parker, were hit the hardest.
Torchy, we're unemployed … And no one is hiring scantily-clad wastrels these days.
Speaking of which, poor Cleo Coco has ended up appearing in anti-vice pamphlets.
Marijuana makes Jesus cry!
Can a cop pull you over walking home asking why you are out so late?
Shameless vixen! Trollop!
Let's do what we always do, lay around half-naked while men make terrible jokes at our expense.
And I ended up moonlighting in Japanese porn, but the less said about that the better.
Sex! Lingerie! Knock knock jokes!