Meddick does not need to be too careful. The Censors are too busy with Pastis (Pearls Before Swine).
That will add to the pain of existence.
Your “Thinker” pose looks more like a drunken stupor.
Better not join the Platinum Club.
Could be worse. They could have asked the mummy’s age.
Considering how the diaper prevents escape, more like “Net.”
Better than throwing out the baby with it.
At least Rufus is trying.
That name is fitting, considering this retreat is a step short of being a “Flying Circus.”
I know. Sounds too rich and greasy with no “break” created by the starch.