That line from the father's song in Mary Poppins, where he's going on about how nothing can go wrong, in Britain in 1910. That's about the point I realized the boy was gonna die in a trench.
Started by Doktor Howl, April 06, 2021, 03:38:29 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on April 06, 2021, 11:56:12 PMPretty sure he's only alive as an ongoing example of "don't fuck with me".I'm assuming a lot of effort is being put into keeping him alive at a very particular level of comfort.
Quote from: Junkenstein on April 07, 2021, 10:13:28 PMReports now of 2 herniated discs. I'm not au fait with current torture methodology, but I would guess the back and head are a bit off limits due to the chances of an accidental bugger up. There's no way he's going to be able to walk out of prison at this rate. Assuming no one fucks up and he survives his sentence.