So in my dream last night, I was going with a bunch of friends to a bar where my friend's thrash metal band was playing, and for some reason, GOSD was coming with us (not that he wouldn't be welcome). So we went to the bar but the bartender was a real dick, he was trying to give us ice water instead of beer, so GOSD got in a fight with him, and then we had to leave before the cops got there, but not before delivering a full ten minute beatdown to the rest of the bar staff. So after the beatdown, we ran out and had to steal some cars to get away, but luckily, we found a black ford mustang with GI Joe-like missiles attached to the side of it (they were yellow), so we stole that (carjacked actually, from girls) and then I realized that they were nuclear missiles and it probably wasn't a good idea to let GOSD drive a nuke-car while drunk, but then I woke up so it wasn't an issue.
I LOVE BLUD BLOOD! - Rob Liefeld
some idiot on facebook wrote:I don't like your belittling tone, Jude. Just because I don't know how to spell the language of some tiny African nation doesn't mean that I'm wrong in thinking that your attitude towards women is 100% wrong. Obviously, you're some skinny, single nerd living on the East Coast who probably derives value in life from wrestling matches, hoping that Wolverine gets to sleep with teenagers and engaging in casual drug use. You're literally the worst thing to happen to comics since Stan Lee.