What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?

Perhaps now we can explore what being a “gal pal” really means.

After you lather me up with that strawberry hand lotion.

Marijuana makes Jesus cry!

I found out I have cancer—I have not told my family. We can’t afford the treatment anyway. Should I just say nothing and let nature take its course?

Of all the layoffs, Torchy Todd and her gal pal, Tess Parker, were hit the hardest.

Yes, Tess, crime doesn't pay but apparently Rated-G horror does.

Two letters of transit signed by General De Gaulle … Stimpy, you eediot!

Are you worried that the 2024 US presidential election will result in a close race?

Sex! Lingerie! Knock knock jokes!

Just you, me, in a vat of lime jello, pulling hair, calling each other names …

Remember, kids, masturbation will make you see the devil everywhere!

How do you handle your mother-in-law after you heard her talking badly about you in the next room?

At least until the peyote kicks in ...

Let's do what we always do, lay around half-naked while men make terrible jokes at our expense.

I've also been making ends meet ... By appearing in Tijuana splatter comics as Evil Gringo #2.

Has anyone ever read The Holy Bible completely through? If so, what was your overall impression of it?

“Your boyfriend is a total perv, mommy.”

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 …

Ironically, Wertham focused on stories about crime, singling out Batman and Robin for its gay subtext and Dick Tracy for its violence.

New model helps to figure out which distant planets may host life - Space

Before there was MAGA there was … the Comics Code Authority

In order to answer this I came up with a little story that goes like this …

Only zombies dig to rock and roll, daddy-O!

Have you ever had a weird experience immediately following the death of a loved one that made you think there is an afterlife and that the deceased person was communicating with you?

And I ended up moonlighting in Japanese porn, but the less said about that the better.

Torchy thinks: Maybe I could play a gangster's moll since apparently smoking is still seen as wholesome and American.

Speaking of which, poor Cleo Coco has ended up appearing in anti-vice pamphlets.

If a narcissist can't feel remorse, can they ever feel regret for an evil act after going to rehab?

I hear you're a stunt-double now for Fred in Scooby-Doo.

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)

Gadzooks! It's Torchy Todd slumming it in Yugoslavian science fiction! The shame!

When Kundalini is awakened accidentally, what can be done?

¡Explotando Dick por todos lados!

Make Nazis afraid again!

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Is it okay for my husband to help other ladies without telling me?

Torchy, we're unemployed … And no one is hiring scantily-clad wastrels these days.

Times might be tough … But at least there's one thing we all agree on.

And then working as Betty and Veronica's body doubles ...

Why am I sweating so much at night even though my room is really cold?

Dick! I heard about the lay-off. What's a square-jaw crime fighter doing these days to bring in the bling?

But Tess! I mean Betty! I mean Veronica! (I can never remember who is who) which ever one you are, I love you!

Shameless vixen! Trollop!

Tess' boyfriend, Ed, now works as a Peter Lorre impersonator.