In the interim I offer you this challenge, deputized Vestryman…
If you watch A Merry Friggin’ Christmas and promise to write a 500 word review of it I will pay for your ticket AND give you ten dollars.
Your review must be both honest and positive.
Where did you think SS dropped his load?
The Constrictor really knows how to squeeze it with that face!
[12:48:21 AM] Leland Webb: It is time
[12:55:09 AM] Cabel Schoen: what time?
[12:55:20 AM] Leland Webb: Time for books?
[12:55:21 AM] Cabel Schoen: http://gawker.com/freejahar-when-conspiracy-theorists-and-one-direction-478152664
[12:55:26 AM] Cabel Schoen: I like books
[12:56:19 AM] Leland Webb: well fuck me
[12:56:26 AM] Leland Webb: never send me links again
[12:56:36 AM] Cabel Schoen: 🙂
[12:56:49 AM] Cabel Schoen: the world is a slightly worse place that you could ever have imagined
[12:58:15 AM] Cabel Schoen: http://i.crackedcdn.com/phpimages/quickfix/7/3/5/190735_v1.jpg
[12:59:26 AM] Leland Webb: I need to do more drugs
[12:59:37 AM] Cabel Schoen: 1000% more drugs
[12:59:54 AM] Leland Webb: Seriously, I can’t live in this world anymore without more drugs
Whether you loved The Nightly News or you’re more of a Fantastic Four and FF reader, it’s easy to be a Jonathan Hickman fan. Personally, I’ve been enamored of Hickman’s ability to walk the line between cosmic gravitas and human interactions, and while I’m loving Matt Fraction’s current work with Reed Richards and his clan, well, it’s time to stow that shit because this is Jonathan Hickman’s birthday post, dammit! If you haven’t read Hickman’s Fantastic Four, read it. If you have read that thing already, Jonathan Hickman is working with Steve Epting on New Avengers RIGHT NOW!
We both already loved this book, but then it became clear to me that somehow, in someway Frank Cho is reading my mind. Review to follow
So Leland and I are planning on featuring Kevin Smith’s Quiver as soon as Lee gets his voice back. Judd Winick is a fun writer and so I continued deeper into his run. In issue 46 Mr. Winick is joined by Tom Fowler on pencils. Suddenly everyone looks like they are pooping all the time. Want proof?
She is … pooping!
Using your “cosmic god daughter” to perv on your ex is what they did before there was a Facebook, apparently.