Last night I was discussing the Alice books with Evil Tomble. Would it surprise you to learn that I hated them?
When I was older, I had evil fantasies of unleashing Xena into that world, and having her (for instance) garotte the Caterpillar with the hose from his own hookah, just for giving her shit. (AFAIC, the subtitle of those books ought to be "How To Eat Shit and Like It," a training manual for Victorian femininity, written by a probable pedophile who liked his little girls docile and parlour-like.)
The next time someone speaking in non-sequiturs offers you a cupcake, grind it into his face.
Oddly enough...
When I was older, I had evil fantasies of unleashing Xena into that world, and having her (for instance) garotte the Caterpillar with the hose from his own hookah, just for giving her shit. (AFAIC, the subtitle of those books ought to be "How To Eat Shit and Like It," a training manual for Victorian femininity, written by a probable pedophile who liked his little girls docile and parlour-like.)
The next time someone speaking in non-sequiturs offers you a cupcake, grind it into his face.