Let’s get uncomfortable.

If you wanna know why they keep starting fires, then you’ll wanna know how he got your porch light in his pants.
All the whole way in there.

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ONE DAY

I’ll commission a colourblind artist to paint a picture of me.

Because I can’t help but think that’s what ‘selfies’ are for – trying to see something new in yer own good ol’ face that you’d usually miss.

And even if I was colourblind myself, there’s no way I’d be able to technologically capture it properly. Not without a whole lot of messing around. I wouldn’t know where to begin.

But, the colourblind artist would. They’d begin like any other painter.

Unrelated to Murder the ‘Burbs, but just as fictional

Tanglewang announced their fifth studio album titled ‘Drama Sutra’ on all national networks today. As their first release since the ill-advised publication of ‘the Backdoor Thugbuggery Sessions’, they are understandably keen to get stuck into some new meat.

This is also in the wake of various accusations of slander made against frontman Double Scrotus following his racially-charged statements against drummer O. Fucksticks‘ partner, Bona Fide.

Far be it from me to further such faff, but I can’t ignore that the phrase ‘finger trap-a-nese’ was used. The more you know, huh?

SERIOUSLY WHAT A BASTARD THOUGH.

Would you like some bigotry with your barn-stomping?

Still, it’s an album to get involved in.

If I had to say anything about it, I’d say it furthers the concept of their second EP ‘Pound Town’s Burning Down’ in the way that listeners felt a true sense of jeopardy at their hearing their previous ideologies ‘burning down’. Nomesayin’? And this recent release (only 10% methane, promise) provides the handbook to fuck the pain away. Which only gets more dramatic as time goes on.

Doesn’t it?

Remember Sonic’s friend Locke?

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I sure do. And not just for the namesake obviousness, but… he’s a great character. Had a hard time with his kid, exposed him to the Chaos Emeralds (makings of a sick little euphemism? sorry, I’ll stop), did the tough-love thing and made sure said kid became a Guardian. Just so Finitevus could ruin everything. So Papa Locke gives his life to break the spell and save Knuckles. Because that’s what Papa Locke does. Awww.
Never mind that Knuckles comes off like a disingenuous (I want to say ‘prick’ but that’s just… er… tragic) little bitch. Heheh. Totally does. And he lives on to berk about another day.

Oh, Knuckles. You’ve come a long way. It’s been difficult. But that’s not on you. You’re a good kid. C’mere, ya little fucker.

Thanks BumbleKing Comics Forum members for not bollocks-ing my stupid questions.

Wheeee. I’m going underground.