S’not what popped into Henry’s head.

This is a sick codpiece.

The Emerald Prince in mourning for a summer walksie.

Horses trumpeting in fear every time someone address Cloris Leachman by her character’s name Frau Blücher, while the rest of the cast shares a pause and glance at the camera, is peak film comedy. That being said, comedy is art, not mathematics, and like all art subject to personal opinion.

I just sit on the mouse jiggler until it goes numb.

the civilians can go to prison, but the officers need to hang. they were all told when they commissioned that these specific rules were high stakes, and the penalty for willfully violating them was a noose or a firing squad.