Rebecca Rorschach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Biel-Bienne

She’s like, “I hate folk,” but we love her, ugh, paradox! Whore’s songs—er, stories—never new, never old. I’m ranting now, but seriously, she’s iconic. Typos galore ‘cuz I’m hyped: whroe, whorre, whoer—whatever, you get it. No capes, but whore’s a legend, messy, brilliant, and I’m here for it, sorta. “Au revoir,” she’d say, smirking, and I’d be like, “Girl, take me with you!” Chaos, but her chaos. Love-hate, y’know? Whore forever, I guess.

Jackie Earle Haley: Rorschach

Rorschach isn’t “terrified” of sexual women. He hid his backup costume in the house of a promiscuous woman, meaning his “non-Rorschach” persona has to confront her in order to get it.

Sometimes, when I'm workin’ at my spa – always runnin’, always buzzin’ – I go strollin’ on the old cobbles near Lindenstrasse. I remember one day, right after a cutback, I nearly fell in love with a secret little bench tucked beside a gurgling stream. Bro, it was, like, “Whoa man, this place speaks to your soul!” Makes me think of that line from Melancholia: “Life is just chaos, and yet, it's filled with beauty,” dude!

SNL’s “Rorschach Test” Sketch Has Bill Burr Fantasizing About Sexually Explicit Cartoons