He was born in the swamps of Louisiana, where he spent his days punching gators in the crotch and funneling gumbo til his eyes bled. Then one day, a powerful foreign entity dragged him across several state lines, and tethered him to the Colorado Rockies, where he lives in perpetual fear of freezing to death and there is nary a gator crotch in sight for punching. Now he hides inside, dreading snow flurries, and hammering away reviews and non-nonsensical ramblings for the outhouse overlords (cuz apparently someone saw fit to lord over outhouses).
Bright colors, gorgeous women, bombs, guitars! An art book is reviewed, because DEEP DEEP down, the outhousers are cultured souls. Like REALLLLLLY deep down.
Ya ever wanted to see adorable furballs and cute hooting owls, plot, murder, and generally be a bunch of assholes to each other? Now's your chance!
Love: the Tiger is a deep and visceral tale. It is both brief and vast, beautiful and disturbing, and quite worth your time.
CajunBean goes dumpster diving for you, as he digs up some comic nerdy Black Friday Cyber Monday deals for you folks!
Dynamite gives us an anthology filled with tiny green men. In a volume that collects violence, stupidity, and basically a ton of lies, the Goblins are here!
Another indie work of love, as zombies, cars, and Cthulhus tear the world to shreds in this chaotic, comedic, ride. Yeah that sentence was a mouthful!
Tim Seeley and Jim Terry bring out the crazy, as this perfectly Halloween friendly story continues.
More money to charity! More comic books! More exclamatory sentences!
Jonathon Hickman and Nick Pitarra recreate the story of the atomic era... and somehow manage to make it way scarier. And perverted? With a hint of cannibalism! And Xenophobia!?
What happens when the Flash is hunting you, the Human Torch wants to BBQ you, and Cupid turns out to be a homicidal psychopath? A perverted version of The Running Man... and its Gail Simone and Jim Calafiore's fault.
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