There is a remote chance that could be literally true. Tip’s military psych background, fashion sense, and superpowers would make him into a formidable Violet, and unlike Tigerlily, he isn’t an enemy of the state.
Locked in a cell, I’m still schemin’ and plottin’,
Looking for a way to attract
My psychologist victim, soon I’ll have tricked him!
Got him where I want him, it’s time to act!
Need a weapon to bring this man to his knees …
Here’s my favorite one:
Two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese,
Pickles, onions, all served on a sesame bun!
[CHORUS:]
These burgers attract the guys!
The way to their hearts is no surprise!
All that I need are just endless supplies,
Because … these burgers attract the guys!
Plasteel walls do not a prison make,
Nor energy bars a cell!
Dreaming of Wilkin in underwear silken,
Got a plan to get the man under my spell!
There’s many a way to a man’s heart, they say,
But through is stomach is chief!
Gonna get in his pants, do the horizontal dance,
Clara Peller, gonna tell her, “Here’s the beef!” [repeat CHORUS]
Can the mad propensity for ridiculously circuitous plans rub off on a remote operator an unknown distance away or is it just the military bureaucratic training taking over in a crisis?
A bucket full of White Castle burgers. Yup. She’s evil. Probably won’t leave a tip either.
Well, no, it’s clear she wants Tip for herself.
There is a remote chance that could be literally true. Tip’s military psych background, fashion sense, and superpowers would make him into a formidable Violet, and unlike Tigerlily, he isn’t an enemy of the state.
Hmmm… Beginning to think she’s become an avatar of GODOT…
(TUNE: “Cheeseburger In Paradise”, Jimmy Buffet)
Locked in a cell, I’m still schemin’ and plottin’,
Looking for a way to attract
My psychologist victim, soon I’ll have tricked him!
Got him where I want him, it’s time to act!
Need a weapon to bring this man to his knees …
Here’s my favorite one:
Two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese,
Pickles, onions, all served on a sesame bun!
[CHORUS:]
These burgers attract the guys!
The way to their hearts is no surprise!
All that I need are just endless supplies,
Because … these burgers attract the guys!
Plasteel walls do not a prison make,
Nor energy bars a cell!
Dreaming of Wilkin in underwear silken,
Got a plan to get the man under my spell!
There’s many a way to a man’s heart, they say,
But through is stomach is chief!
Gonna get in his pants, do the horizontal dance,
Clara Peller, gonna tell her, “Here’s the beef!”
[repeat CHORUS]
I maybe the only person never to have heard of Cheeseburgers in Paradise. Am I missing out on something?
Jimmy Buffet music is something contagious – and is distinct to the stages of his life.
Can the mad propensity for ridiculously circuitous plans rub off on a remote operator an unknown distance away or is it just the military bureaucratic training taking over in a crisis?
You are REALLY married to that WMG aren’t you?
Clearly captivity has driven Ms. Bee mad. Mad I say!
Excellent, excellent Ms Bee. When you’re incarcerated, act like it’s part of your plan. Throws ’em off till you actually come up with one.
Carry on.
She has seemed very different in this storyline than from back when she negotiated the Skin Horse vs. the Machine Union situation.
I feel like that has to be a plot point.
Wait…when did she end up in prison?