Welcome to our new installment of Bliss ISBI with a nauseaus Cora.
Oh the fishes invaded you…
Cora: No, the pancakes won’t cook right
Right and I’m the pope
Cora: In this universe, you are… dipshit.
Right, remember this dipshit can make you pregnant with seven babies and no husband.
Cora: Touche
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Here we have the update to the Bliss household including Plumb, I just change his hair and gave him facial hair.
Cora: I can do this
*major fail*
Cora: Fuck this machine to hell
Plumb: *watching television*
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You sure that the fishes didn’t get you.
Cora: Fuck you *runs to toilet to puke*
Seems like they did
*Toilet breaks*
You’re fixing that
Cora: *mumbles about a fucked up goddess*
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Awww they are bonding over the kids channel.
Cora: Why does the hunter have no muscles? He needs to be buff.
Plumb: *listens but focus on screen*
Cora: *goes run on treadmill then falls over heels*
Cora: Fuck! *keeps running*
Plumb: *goes flirt with wifey* I’m an electron and you are proton, we make the perfect being together.
Cora: That is so sickening sweet.
*Both goes to play chess for Plumb’s job of choice*