I went away to a conference for a few days. During my time away, my co-blogger had a pretty horrible emergency which he'll maybe tell you about eventually, or maybe not. (It's still ongoing.) But I miss SUPERBLOG!!, and I know you do too, so I'm gonna try and get back on the horse.
You know, Alex Toth's departure is significant for a great multitude of reasons, none of which I will go into, now or ever.
Incidentally, yesterday was the birthday of one of my prag monkeys, Mr Chapman. Congratulations, prag monkey.
I have lived a long time now, but so far nobody has seen fit to bake me a tiger cake. What's that all about? Why do you deprive me of tiger cake? I have no friends.
7 comments:
Tiger cake is now illegal in most countries.
welcome back koala, i was wondering what happened to you. i hope sammy's 'horrible emergency' isn't so horrible anymore.
i'm practicing being incognito, but i don't think i'm doing it right.
Wait that recipe isn't right. Where are tiger balls? You can't make a tiger cake without four (4) tiger's balls!
so what happened to sammy??
I got one (1) issue of The Filth (issue 2)on Free Comic Book Day. It was pretty cool. I'm thinking of buying more. Have you read this?
Matthew: Yeah, I have pretty much everything of Morrison's that's available in book form. Even the stuff that's crap. Which The Filth isn't.
Goo: He was hit by a comet.
But I survived. Everybody survived this time. To hell with comets.
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