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| Another week, another comic featuring rugby players sprouting superpowers and fighting aliens. Check out Big League magazine for a look! |
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| FOUND FANSPROJECT WARBOT DEFENDER. FOR VERY CHEAP. CAN'T WORD. TOO EXCITED BY PRETTY PLASTIC ROBOT. AAAAAAAGH WEE BOT <3 |
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| That's what you get when you drag the bar-wench onstage with no warning and no preparation. |
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| I'm glad Johnny Cash is already dead, because I MURDERED him last night. Worst cover of Jackson EVER sung by man, woman or clueless barmaid. |
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| No, not even if the trebuchet is technically a tax write-off. |
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| New house rule - if I see it on Mythbusters, I'm not allowed it for Christmas. |
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| the dust bunnies under the bed have evolved to the point where they're in danger of interbreeding with the mop and producing viable young. |
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| How the hell did dust get into that many Transformer crevasses? Robots are not duster-friendly. Dammit. |
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| In sadder news, I won't be making SDCC this year - finances and personal issues are making it prohibitive. I'll miss everyone. |
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| Oh my god, I think my number came up in the crazy lottery. All the facilities I've been haranguing for weeks called me today. |
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| In much better news, I have a copy of Flash Gordon and an appointment with Brian Blessed's scale-mail hotpants. |
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| I'm running out of variations on the term 'this situation is unTENable' before it becomes a catchphrase. |
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| Arguing with the mental health system sometimes feels like entering an arse-kicking contest with a porcupine. |
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| Oh yeah, one can almost see the misandry-hate-lasers spoinging from your eyes, mowing down the masculine populace. |
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| Dead shrubbery is glaring at me through the window like some kind of passive-aggressive plant zombie. |
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| The landlady has spoken, like an ungodly message from beyond the grave of good taste - and so, I go to GARDEN. |
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| Maybe I'd have less nightmares if I didn't sleep with a forensic anatomical of a skinless korean head tacked up on my wardrobe... |
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| ...such as 2000AD and the brit-punk scene, that I can only thank her a little bittersweetly for being the villain that we needed. |
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| I have no strong opinions on her reign, being a child of the (early) nineties myself. However, such was her influence on cultures I love... |
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| In the wake of Thatcher's death, re-watching runs of Drop the Dead Donkey where she's the main joke become a furtive activity. |
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