“Minako, have you been hiding that banjo just so you could make this joke?”
“MAYBE”
“Minako, have you been hiding that banjo just so you could make this joke?”
“MAYBE”

Nothing says “obsolete” quite like quite like having the word “obsolete” plastered behind you.

If anyone ever asks me what anime is, I’ll show them this image.

Like the last leaf of autumn, the jealousy subplot refuses to drop, even well after it has served its purpose.

Any day that “fighting for justice” and “eating food” can intersect is a good day.

Usagi feels so very intelligent when making this deduction that she imagines herself with a grad cap and glasses.
“I thought I was immune to romance subplots! They were going to use my DNA to cure the others!”

“Occupational hazard.”

Ami & Artemis were blissfully unaware of the affliction quickly sweeping their companions. They alone were immune.