Category: Comics

Holy shit. I completely forgot it was happening.

Keep your eyes on this, pop it in Google Reader, whatever.

Here’s something magazine covers will never do again. O, how the mighty, erotic photograph has been replaced by Cheetos and Cartoon Black Magick!

The last may be used as your very own desktop image.

As usual, click to enlarge!

Like all enterprising young boys, I looked forward to the day that I could enjoy a full beard; one that beamed of strength and menace and the chopping of nature. However, I think I might officially throw in the towel on the concept entirely!

Being a nomadic individual that fancies the rejection of your utopian ideals such as job-having and job-working, there was no time better than the present to give bearding another go. Though I cannot scientifically explain the phenomenon in which my facial hair only grows in the style of “gay retail manager” or “gay poet what works a retail job on the side,” I can pray that this is not a portent of the future and present an artistic representation of my face in the form of a pseudo-scientific diagram.

Surely I would shave it off, had I a straight razor and some relieving salve.

I know, I’m also sick to death of hearing about or seeing pictures of Wii injuries, broken televisions, and pride shattered in the wake of improperly swinging a damn remote. Though the ship sailed on these long ago, I can’t help but show you something I taped last night; something that happened a mere 11 seconds after I turned on the video camera for some innocent recording of my friend, who had never played the system before, playing tennis in a woefully constricted area. No more spoilers.

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