Powerpuff Girls and Alcohol X
Professor Utonium did not create the perfect little girls with the supposedly secret chemical X, so Mojo Jojo can now stop hunting the girls. And the chemical X? There’s no chemical X formula, only alcoholic substances like alcohol X, you silly little girls.
If you see Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles happily fighting the monsters in Townsville, flying in the air with extraordinary powers and punching them hard in the face, then the people of Townsville should thank alcohol X. It’s not a normal thing to see Kindergarten-aged girls fighting the bad guys except if you happen to see the perfect girls of Townsville punching the bastards.
Supposed that there’s really such a stupid thing as alcohol X, then I have two points: our pop culture loves the Powerpuff Girls and clearly, we all love alcohol. Alcohol manufacturers are earning billions by producing bottles of alcohol. Almost everybody loves to get drunk, drink some more and get drunk again- the competitive world of alcohol consumerism.
If Edgar Allan Poe wasn’t into alcohol, would he still become a famous poet of American Literature? If it wasn’t for alcohol, you won’t get the chance to recite Annabel Lee in front of the class. If it wasn’t for alcohol, there would be no Edgar Allan Poe in books. So cheers to all the alcoholics, the alcoholics under alcohol detox, the soon to be alcoholics and the hardcore alcoholics who should be in jail now.
Forget about the Powerpuff girls. They’re not alcoholics, they’re supposed to be perfect little girls remember? It’s all sugar, spice and everything nice, not some alcohol. I’m such a big liar that’s why don’t believe everything that I say. Sorry, Craig McCracken.
I’m a wannabe blogger who loves the 90s and Dr. Martens, an annoying mother and a jealous fan of A.M. Homes.
This blog is a reflection of my struggles to stay sober, creative and relevant for the past eight years. I deal with my very minor (perhaps imaginary) social anxieties through blogging about beauty products that I bought compulsively and conquering awkward feelings whenever I face the camera to awkwardly share my fashion outfits.
It’s orgasmic to finally let go of my thoughts and live different lives. Adios. May you find solace in other realms of the universe.