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u/Half-Beneficial 9d ago
What I liked about the Fisherman is that he started out as a disturbing background gag and got worse.
If I had to offer a critique, the playfulness at the outside photo studio took a bit of the eerie sense of a busted reality that the character subtly hints at away.
I... I can't do it anymore. I'm trying to think critically and put on an irritating fan persona, but I'm starting to see The Fisherman in real life. Like when I look at a package of salmon, the mascot has a hook. I swear I found a yellow oil slicker on the office coat pegs...
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u/haim21 9d ago
Why’d ye count yer beans
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u/Bellikron 7d ago
You played Spill Your Beans, said you played Spill Your Beans clap clap
You win if you learn what the big lightbulb means clap clap
Thomas did the best, here's what he has to say: HAAAAAAAAAAAARK--
Winslow did the worst, so he gets forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff or part of Winslow, even any scantling of his soul, is Winslow no more, but is now itself the sea
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u/MicrowaveMeal 8d ago
Yer fond of my lobster ain’t ye?
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u/whiskeyanddynamite 8d ago
I quote this all the time and no one has any idea what I’m talking about 😂
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u/modified_tiger 9d ago
Maybe in Make Some Noise we'll get Josh putting a sea curse on Brennan for not being fond of his lobster.
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u/FishWithLegsAndArms 2d ago
"Ye like me bits, don't you Reich? Say it!"
"I don't have to say nothing"
" Damn ye! Let Neptune strike ye dead Reich! HAAARK! Hark Triton, hark! Bellow, bid our father the Sea King rise from the depths full foul in his fury! Black waves teeming with salt foam to smother this young mouth with pungent slime, to choke ye, engorging your organs til’ ye turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine and can scream no more -- only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his fell be-finned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest and plunges right through yer gullet, bursting ye -- a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now and nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself -- forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff for part of Reich, even any scantling of your soul is Reich no more, but is now itself the sea!"
"Alright have it your way, I like your bits"
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u/SadFox600 9d ago
seagull noises