Having a twin fetish is one thing. But what kind of crazy bastard would want those four eyebrows bearing down on him, day after day?
[I Heart Chaos]
Hey! “Apparently” kid! Look at this man with the furball chin and the confident, self-assured manner. This is your future, should you choose to accept it. One day—if you study real hard and combine your psychotropics responsibly—you too can be King of the White Trash Raves.
Look at the control. The command. I bet he even has a better jump shot. I guarantee you that Putin wouldn’t be so cavalier about Western interests with this tyke at the helm.
And look at the little Millhouse, who marvels and coos and just wants some of it all to rub off on him. Growing up is hard.
Is this Elmer Fudd’s personal hell?