I binged all of “I Draw, You Cook” over the last few days, and now I kind of want to write furry fan fiction about all the Tasty chefs.
I’ve been watching Veep (2012-2019) & I have to wonder how much funnier it might have been as it was coming out. At this point, it’s kind of gently humorous, but the outlandish situations seem… tame. Mostly, I’m just enjoying the wish-fulfillment of watching a woman president.
It’s just so deeply soothing watching Selina Meyer be bitchy and tiny and feminine, all while everyone around her listens to what she says, shuts up when she tells them to, and brings her pastries and tea before she even asks.
New phrase, brought to us by the wonder of typos: instead of “I have my doubts,” try “I have my donuts.” And then get donuts. Donuts are better than doubts.