So, you wanna know what I hate?  Other than society, the world in general, work, aliens, Paulie Shore, Jesse the vj....ok Im not going to write three thousand words of things I hate, for one I think that would be too much of an understatement....Oh but it is nearing tax time....yeah I bet your wondering when I wrote this blog hmmm?  How bout you wonder why your farts smell like dirty dick instead....but I digress. Its almost tax time everyone im sure is beaming all happy and shit...I of course do not share your I woulda been a rapist but ran out of beer...drive a Toyota...its not my fault it ran over them three hobo's...kind of vigor and excitement for this occasion.  

This blog is like a perpendicular right hypotenuses triangle.  You know I have no fucking clue what all that is...outside some abstract reference to geometry, the other math, home of dropouts and underachievers everywhere.  So writing this serial blog has show me that I can maintain a schedule...well of sorts, quality...now that's a bad word to a writer since...yes I am a fucking writer....no talent you say???  this isn't even a blog??!  

Its almost like a side dish of strawberry and mesothelioma pop tarts.  I remember when I was a kid watching shows like the  inhumanoids, that shit was so fucking bad ass big huge monsters breakin shit down like a Chinese college student high on stem cells, premature ejaculation patients at an all you can eat buffet or hulk hogan at a golden girls convention.  Now that took a lot out of me but you know I got more dick than rick flair, I could have fucking explosive diariha and throw up roman candles and still get an Oscar faster than  Charlie Chaplin after he burned three crosses....yeah so thats about all I got for being just out of my mind for this week.

Oh my god he didn't do it again did he??? He done went and dug up another blog like a necrophiliac on Hitlers birthday.  That or he drives the cab for a nursing home escort service.  No, none of this is true But i was thinking....cue the music....about how android took over the world...and its android today but what about tomorrow?  Skynet people.  Your typing on your fucking xoom or droid or whatever, i personally being such a great proprietor of whitetrash culture use an iPhone 3gs I got free with my trailer park discount.

Digital bifractal sex change rampaging hormonal atheist Godzilla.  That would be a hell of a movie.....kind of like Jurassic park if Spielberg was a Nazi that smoked crack out of Einsteins skull while he got a head job from Scarlet Johansen.  oh you thought I couldn't do that anymore didn't you?  thought I went the way of Metallica since I don't drink smoke or abuse whores anymore?

Welcome back to the lawlfest of someone waxing ecstatic about some shit hardly anyone cares about or knows about or would admit to knowing about like John Travolta and Perry Mason on vacation.  I was getting a bit more into the decline of comics well what I can remember as I left when the shit was still peaking like Ron Jeremy at a golden girls convention.  
Ok some of the things I would like to add is how the good ole Image guys im sure you have now come to love made their own studios.  Official fuck you guys studios/publishing houses, it makes sense but defintly shows the glue breaking down.

So another exciting cyanide capsule swallowing installment is upon us and be warned ladies and gentlemen the thoughts and opinions displayed here are fact as I am not endorsed by image comics or any of its founders.  Therefore I aint takin any shit from any of em...this is how the story unfolded in my world.
 Ok so when we left off I was talking about Todd takin over the world with Spawn, which was the number one comic in america.  Then other guys were following suit with their first issues, mini series mainly....which is a nice excuse to take a break from your title after three to five months....but no. 

I promised myself not to blog today....since its not the weekend....but as with anything media related it was a lie a terrible untruth concieved of malicious propoganda and conjecture.  No, not really, but that did paint one hell of a picture for you about where the mind may wander though.   This is the continuation of a previous blog...as promised no lie...seriously not even for drugs...no not even for that much methadone and heroin...no this is the one to expose the conspiracy that was image comics, and the nineteen ninetys in the comic book industry.  Of course with much fluff and bloatware I will come to irrational and otherwise medicated conclusions to questions noone really gives a fuck about anymore.

This blog is like a skeleton in the closet with a ball gag....call him Gayskull, or maybe its like that time Macho man got bit by a vampire and kidnapped the Limburg baby ....Or maybe Im just saying shit to get the fill of it in there for a moment, but you know your good burger watchin asses lol'd like this shit was a Charlie Mason madlib.  I've been writing some long shit...I mean longer than my dick after using the vacuum cleaner and some rubber bands.

You ever wonder what Happened to all the shit you loved when you were a kid?  Well most of the brands and shit are still around to some capacity...good or bad.  Music is a prime example but I have already covered some of that....much im sure to their chargin.  I have also hinted at the ahead subject in another blog...but didn't have sufficient time to dig into it any, with that said....Gonna talk a bit about one of my favorite childhood possessions, my comic collection, no more importantly what made them great at least to me then.....Yeah I bet about half of the hobo spider sitting hills have eyes extra's left when they saw I hadn't used any "abusive" language in the first paragraph....Read my first serial blog people, Im trying to be a bit more prolific, a bit more focused....i mean if you jack off everyday when you nut its not like she's gonna get pregnant right?  You gotta do that shit in moderation let that boom stick fill up...ok whatever, onto the real blog.