Jabberwocky on this slowtimer thingamajig
What up folken? So a few months ago some of the peeps who post on this site were like who the fuck reads Ghost Rider, going on to add that said individual must be to put it mildly a fucking loser, I held my tongue. Now that my balls have dropped a little (though the leg of that statement is just that a fucking elephant leg) I can safely say I do you arrogant prigs. With the venerable Jason Aaron (for those not in the know he writes Scalped as well, a wonderful rag about crime on the Sioux Rez) as it’s scribe this book is taking me for one hell of a ride. Nun’s with nun-chucks, killer nurses in skimpy clothing, and a Tibetan ghost rider for Buddha’s sake. So there, the real point of this is if you ain’t reading GR your the fucking loser. Sorry for all the cussing, I’ve been watching Deadwood. War new Sandman, Obama as prez, and the fact that I ate Ham on thanksgiving. Jabberwocky out!
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I don’t think I can safely go back to work on Monday after my weekend Deadwood marathon. I might just call someone a cocksucker. Hang dai!
I think someone just convinced me to pick up a Ghost Rider trade. Do they make Ghost Rider in trade paperbacks? I like the anger. Defend your own, that’s a motto.
well, whatever you do, do not watch the Nic Cage poopfest that is Ghost Rider, it made me wanna punch Peter Fonda in the face. and if the post wasn’t so fucking amusing, i may give a shit about the goddamn cussin. “Sware-Engine! Cockasukka!”