Yeah, let’s make the military great again! Just like in Full Metal Jacket!

If they could control it, I believe they would choose to shit on people. This makes me feel safer due to random chance.

It says the, girlies, the

I could be wrong but is it not just because Susan stopped believing in Narnia? Lucy still shows up for The Last Battle.

EDIT: So do Jill and Polly! This seems a little reductive of Susan’s role in the story as an example of lack of faith and how maturing brings you to focus on your surroundings and lose your inner child.

Mister Nash doesn’t stand a chance now

“You probably thought I couldn’t find it cuz it’s not in season!”

Maybe I can clear a few things up:

There once was a man named Worrell-Ernest P. Worrell!

Even as a lad he was sensitive and caring

As cunning as a fox and as slippery as a herring

Whimsical and Mellow- A hale and hearty fellow

Not formal… Not normal!

There once was a man named Worrell-Ernest P. Worrell!

He’s kindly as a saint but he’ll never shirk a battle

To villains everywhere he’s a burr beneath the saddle

He’s nimble quick and brawny-His skin is smooth and tawny

Not mealy… Not really!

Ah ah ah ah! See the lightning fill the sky!

Ah ah ah ah! See the angry tide!

See the blinding rain come down ‘Oh where is a hero now?’ The children cried

He’s inside… He went inside!

There once was a man named Worrell-Ernest P. Worrell

The hero of today is the legend of tomorrow

And whosoever crosses him shall live their life in sorrow

For lo the bridges burneth

That they may not returneth

To learneth… from Erneth!

There once was a man named Worrell-Ernest P. Worrell!

Let’s celebrate this champion, this paragon of virtue

And should you be his foe, he’ll be sorry if he hurts you

To some he’s just a man but to others he’s a beacon!

He sends his mother cash and he calls her every weekend!

He’s punctual, he’s affable, he’s never quick to quarrel

He’s moral… He’s Ernest P. Worrell!

“Hey Vern, look at this here Mejollyneer I just found!” throws to the side “Yep, it’s a good thing I drank my Purity brand milk today, or else I wouldn’t be able to lift that little ol’ inchworm crawling across yer window there, knowhatimean.” “Yes sir, it’s all thanks to Purity brand milk that you see the striking figure of a god before you, Ernest P. Worrellsson.” “ehhehehehehehehe.” Mjolnir returns and smacks Ernest on the side of the head OUGH"

Oh Jack T. Chick will never stop, even after death. I wonder if they still sell the AIDS and homosexual ones from the 80s.

Anyone looking for more of this, check out Boolean Union

I found this site years ago, but I haven’t visited it in forever. They dissect Chick Tracts, and the site is a great way to read the full source material. From a cursory look, it seems they’re still going strong to this day, up to Tract #285 now (there are still new ones being published). It’s not just Chick Tracts, they’ve covered a lot of other evangelical fundamentalist pieces.

EDIT: I was a bit wrong, they just have every tract CATALOGUED on their site. By no means have they dissected them all, though they have quite a bit to dissect. The page I linked is a list of tracts that, when clicked, redirect to the Jack Chick website, where you can read them in full. Anyone looking for in-depth dissections can find them elsewhere on the Boolean Union site.

Look it up, it’s hilarious. He does a little hand movement.

Yes, it was his closer.

Perhaps

It’s gotten worse over the years, don’t worry ;)

My top recommended movie right now is Freddy Got Fingered

It was the end of 9th grade, so I was 15 or 16. I read it immediately after To Kill a Mockingbird, which did not make it look good in comparison 😂

It’s been quite a while since I’ve read it, so this may not be a fair assessment. But, I fucking hated The Catcher in the Rye. I wasn’t even required to read it for school or anything, I just did. Perhaps I just found Holden to be insufferable. I think that was the point, but it did not make it a particularly enjoyable or insightful read at all, save for the overwhelming supertext of DO NOT BE LIKE THIS GUY. The part where he hires a prostitute and just cries in front of her really stuck in my mind. That was when it really sunk in for me that someone read this book and decided that Holden’s views were so accurate that he had to go shoot John Lennon with a gun for being phony. Almost unbelievable.

I was about to say, I just got to the end of Donna’s run as Tennant’s companion. Man…

Tattooing yourself for the bit is next-level.

It felt that way, too. Never really looked into it, but that’s the feeling I had at the time. I should also clarify that all that I said verbatim was, “The Cosmic Joke,” with no elaboration. It was quite humorous at the time.