The Courtney on the left thought that she and her Mandy friends were just hanging out in the coolest living room ever, waiting for someone to bring them JELLO jigglers and a TV.
The woman on the right is a Tammy among Mandys because she is the only one begging the camera to make the middle-aged photographer take off the clown wig and stop making duck noises.
It's unclear who the boy on the left will become when he grows up, but it's certain that he doesn't want to spend another night drinking expensive whiskey and cutting off enemies' fingers for fun with the rest of his Tammy family.
When these two Courtneys mated, it seemed more likely that she would give birth to some sort of mangled cat or a broken Nerf gun rather than an angel-faced Mandy that smells like powdered sugar.
It might seem like the Mandy on the left has the raw end of the deal with both her mother and sister being unhappy and uptight Mistys, but in actuality her ability to find joy in small things like Lisa Frank stickers bother the Mistys so much that neither have made a bowel movement in 4 months.
1 comment:
oh, man. so friggin good. especially the mandy spawned by two courtneys.
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