Dear Nudeador Viking the Third,
Dear Nudeador Viking the Third,
The silver lining in this is that it frees you to look for employment in another city, township, or county.
When my wife and I were first dating, we planned a weekend away. I was very excited. I said something to the effect of "We can fuck like bunnies." She looked at me, very disappointed, and said, "Never say that again."
Wait, so in the first episode they have 24 hours to solve a crime or they're split up and reassigned? Why is that a problem? Wouldn't normal people who don't get along just sit back and take their time to do the case right, then get split up and reassigned to some partner they don't immediately hate?
Hey! I'm just eatin' a sammich here. Quit hasslin' me!
Wow. Dating has sure gotten complicated since I was taken off the market.
All of them?
Some people think pajamas are acceptable outside the home, too.
And last night I started The Saga of Hrolf Kraki. Years ago I read Poul Andersen's version of Hrolf Kraki's saga, and that was great fun, so I'm eager to read the actual story now.
It never has before. Why would it start now?
There are these things called "back issues."
Don't anthropomorphize aquatic birds. Even Morgan Freeman can't get away with it.
He's probably just depressed because his bones are turning to dust under the lackadaisical excuse for gravity that Luna possesses. He's turning into Mr. Glass and no one cares.
Black Dossier was pretty dire, but I fell off the Moore wagon with Century. It angered up the blood.
Top Ten went out on as high a note as it could - The '49ers is so good - but League has limped along for the better part of a decade. There's something to be said for stopping a creative endeavor before it becomes a shadow of itself.
Her Playboy issue must be your Holy Grail.
1963 is pretty great. It's a shame it was never completed - or perhaps that was another one of Moore's little jokes, this time at Image's expense.
I don't read any currently, but I think classic Hellboy is probably my favorite version. Put someone with Ben Grimm's personality against Dracula: loads of fun. But Mignola also had a talent for turning old bits of folklore into compelling stories, and creating interesting monsters and villains. I eventually lost…
Incontinentia Buttocks?
"Bull." Even the name says "this is shit."