Thursday, October 21, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
I'm sick again and I'm totes drawing a comic based on The Prize Fighter Inferno's "Wayne Andrews, the Old Beekeeper". I'll post it when I'm done, but the synopsis of the story is the dude named Wayne Andrews dies and ends up haunting his wife, but he doesn't know he is. The song deals with him coming to terms with the fact that he's scaring her and that he needs to leave her alone so she can live in peace. Nucking futs.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
So, I've been hearing a lot about these gay suicides lately. Frankly, I unt give a fuck. If they're weak enough to think about suicide in the first place, they don't deserve remembrance. To my knowledge, it just seems like a random string of deaths "resulting" from gaybashing that some news networks glued together into some Heaven's Gate-esque cult of dead gays. I'm not against their rights or whatever, I'm just saying that they deserve NOTHING because they GAVE nothing to society. They gave up, they were weak. Just like every other kid who ever didn't sack up and kick the bully in the nuts.