It Happens: The Great Tyrant edition

“Yeah, I got a dildo on my head. What of it?”

Barbarella: Wake up, Your Majesty! You must wake up!
Great Tyrant: Vade retro, Earth girl! I know you don’t really exist. —Barbarella.

I sometimes feel that way in the morning myself, although I usually am sans apparatus on my head (Thanks, Reno 911!). Usually. I sometimes wish my alarm would vade retro, or that morning deejays would take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut.

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