“In a society whose toothy fake smile is ravaged by the plaque of death and the vodka burp of subprime mortgages, who will floss into the darkest cavities of our despair and see if there are any gold fillings you could swap for a can of peppermint flavoured antifreeze? Yes, it’s the surprising adventures of me, Sir Digby Chicken Caesar!”
Webb sketches. At first I didn’t care...them, but now I think they’re amazing.
“In a society whose toothy fake smile is ravaged by the plaque of death and the vodka burp of sub-prime mortgages, who...
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Second only to the green clarinet. Man I wish I had one of those.
One of my most favourite sketches.
By far my favorite ongoing sketch