Domer
16 September 2004, 16:16
Ok so I decided all of you little crotch goblins are gonna read what I have to type. And you can't reply to it. And if any of you mods try and change that, I'll delete your posts, and make you not a mod anymore. All you have to do is read, whilst I bitch.
Mord sez we're all unicorns anyway...
So here goes for a little while. I got this comic, right? It's a little thing called A is for Army. I've written (horribly) 99 installments, which means the next one is 100. A little math for that ass. Anyway, I will be working on a little book that will be sold at cost to anyone who wants one. It will consist of the first 100 comics, but don't hang up yet I'm going to be putting in some "bonus material" also, to make it not just xeroxes of what you can already download. Sammy, the Sharaffe and I will all have some historical editorial about the site, and as for now, I'm planning to include a short Graphic Novella: The Search For Domer's Dad. Stay tuned. If you don't know what a graphic novella is, ask your local comic-book loser, and he/she should be able to at least steer you in the right direction.
Weather pisses me off. South Carolinians cannot handle it. The first drop hits the pavement and they crash their cars into whatever they can catch. Which would normally make me happy, what with the possible death of some back-woods redneck at hand, but my job is to get the shit out of the street. In the rain. I hate this state. I dislike my job.
Children piss me off too, but I'll just leave it at this for now: I WANT A NO CHILDREN'S SECTION AT THE RESTAURANT. I'm gonna choke the next parent who lets their wormy litttle meat-bag get close enough to me to threaten touching me.
Enough for now.
After all that venting, I don't feel any better.
Mord sez we're all unicorns anyway...
So here goes for a little while. I got this comic, right? It's a little thing called A is for Army. I've written (horribly) 99 installments, which means the next one is 100. A little math for that ass. Anyway, I will be working on a little book that will be sold at cost to anyone who wants one. It will consist of the first 100 comics, but don't hang up yet I'm going to be putting in some "bonus material" also, to make it not just xeroxes of what you can already download. Sammy, the Sharaffe and I will all have some historical editorial about the site, and as for now, I'm planning to include a short Graphic Novella: The Search For Domer's Dad. Stay tuned. If you don't know what a graphic novella is, ask your local comic-book loser, and he/she should be able to at least steer you in the right direction.
Weather pisses me off. South Carolinians cannot handle it. The first drop hits the pavement and they crash their cars into whatever they can catch. Which would normally make me happy, what with the possible death of some back-woods redneck at hand, but my job is to get the shit out of the street. In the rain. I hate this state. I dislike my job.
Children piss me off too, but I'll just leave it at this for now: I WANT A NO CHILDREN'S SECTION AT THE RESTAURANT. I'm gonna choke the next parent who lets their wormy litttle meat-bag get close enough to me to threaten touching me.
Enough for now.
After all that venting, I don't feel any better.