Tragic Stories (disguised as jokes) is a collection of tales told by a monster to a demanding little girl.
Monsters are unlucky in love. Cupid explains. Some monsters are closer than others. There is a monster who only dines on one half of any available loving couple, A specialty. You can judge a person by their hat. If you want to protect your children (and see them less) you send them back in time. Hungry lions. The suicide machine built with love. Hate mail. Oscar Wilde judges the beauty pageant.
A bouquet of thorns. Falsely called the black book.
Tragic Stories (disguised as jokes).
“It is better, in every scenario,
to steal someone’s heart rather than break it.
That is my official stance on theft.
Trust me, I looked at all the scenarios.”
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“If you were a rabbit, in, say, 1956, let’s say you would spend most of your time readjusting your rabbit ears. Why? Well. Reasons of perception, my dear. Reasons of perception.”
– Father Rabbit pontificating about the nature of time, identity, and the perception of otherness¡ but he really just talks to himself.
TTW: Where are you going?
TT: To kill Hitler.
TTW: You did that yesterday. I think you are avoiding me.
TT: No. I just like to kill Hitler.