That Feeling When Your Dad Is Actively Dying Right Next To You, And Doesnt Recognise You, And All You

That feeling when your dad is actively dying right next to you, and doesn’t recognise you, and all you can do is listen to him writing his last words to you and your brother, and of course when he asks you if you could deliver the letters when you see his kids you immediately play along, and no, you won’t allow yourself to break until the very end

"Mom, the princess is flirting with her hotel manager again!"

-- some cannibal kid, probably

The darkness will spare my soul.

“The spankoffski bros are played by the same actor, they both can’t be on stage at the same time!”

Wrong. Joey has two hands.

May I present the superior solution:

This is so fucking SADDD!!

They are just kids on an adventure in the big wide world!! Carrying their little toys! Riding in wagons!! Playing and listening to music! Going to see their uncle phil!

And their dad is gone.

And they don't know.

Yes, I am a straight man. Yes, getting the shit beat out of me in an all-male mosh pit is an erotic experience for me. We exist