Kotetsu and Godot. They could practically use each other as shaving mirrors--well, less the visor (But Godot's Blind Without It, so we'll allow it). Similar fashion style. Similar in the face. Similar epic beards. They even both mention having returned from the depths of hell at pivotal moments.
Summary: The ‘Puf Pastry is stillsans a pastry chef. It looked promising for a while, Kefka Palazzo’s delicious soufflé impressing Kuja—but the kitchen was an unacceptable casualty of his cooking, and so no dice. What next?
We are ridiculous about gender in this country (sexuality too, for that matter, but that's not the same issue, albeit related). In general, I care about other people's gender for two reasons: I want…
That's so hilariously specific, but I'm not even surprised. xD I mean, I've heard of a lot of escort services available in Japan, but someone, just someone, had to specialize in this.
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Have you heard of those traps that don't require you to see or touch the mouse? I've never had to deal with mice but that sounds like it…