purveyor of whimsy

the existence of montreal implies the existence of a more scheming and perfidious montfake

its funny how the common dunk of "actually frankenstein is the doctor, not the monster" is an instance of extremely poor media literacy. like no, actually, frankenstein is the doctor AND the monster

you really want to dig 2 graves before embarking on a journey of revenge just in case your nemesis' child grows up to have a "cycles of violence" type of arc and comes after you. if it turns out that kid is like, middle aged you probably want to dig a 3rd grave in case theres a grandchild coming too

man goes to doctor. says he's depressed. doctor says "here, have some antidepressants" man is shocked, confused. he asks "no clowns today?" doctor says no. man nods and says "an age has come and gone. i will mourn its passing, but not be buried in its ashes. I was Pagliacci. who i'll be tomorrow, who can say? thank you, doctor."