
I will not make any 'he's so hot' puns. Swear. Mainly since I yelled them all in the car on the way home.I swear to god if you count this as a spoiler I'll fucking punch you. It's on the cover fer chrissake and I am tired and cranky so stuff it.
( Green Lantern Corps #43 self-wank. )♠ Speaking of GLC and pictures - I've got a new
userinfo up, and only after the fact did I realize that I stole the setup from the ever so lovely
elongated. So, uhm, if you want me to take it down or if you want credit just say so bb. I think it's pretty fabulous, but I feel like an ass for inadvertently crimping your style. Like I said, just say the word, bird. ♥
♠ More namedropping, but I just want to send a big thank you out to
crazyace86 &
elongated for the Christmas cards! I got them both today, and now they've taken residence up on my wall.
♣ I dislike parents who just
assume I'm cool with watching their kids. I
HATE parents who just
assume that's okay to stick their sticky little children in my end of the house because they saw me with comic books and toys. No, it's not okay. You wanna pay me for that? Let me ebay that shit for you. I HATE. I came home this evening and the older ladies from my grandmother's church were visiting, and I make it to the threshold between my end of the house and theirs when the call comes down.
"Bratleigh and Sprogleigh are in there tee hee! They really like your tree! I hope you don't mind if they got some of your toys down."
I. They. WHAT?!
There was fear on Dot's face as I rained down hellfire by bodily dragging them out of my respective workroom and bedroom. I was. Fucking. Pissed. I was screaming mad about how I was disrespected and it was complete bullshit that they couldn't babysit their own fucking kids and if one of them had swallowed Kilowog and died it would have been my fault blahblahblah.
And so, after I had turned the air a suitable shade of blue and turned to leave - the little shits start telling their grandmummies about how I have 'funnies with bad words like she said' and pictures of naked people!' (One of them had the
Hellblazer TPB about John and the sadist ex-boyfriend who was in love with him that took place mostly in a sex club. Ironically, the ex
was feeding children to tigers. I want to feed those terrors to tigers.) The lady just sat there with muted horror on her face before turning to me in a accusatory manner, to which I just sent Roxy after the book itself.
By the time she got back they'd gathered up shop and left, leaving poor Dot to try to pick up the pieces. People pull this shit on her all the time because she's old and frail and she likes to please. I know for a fact she didn't
tell them that they could put their kiddies back there - and I know that she couldn't stop them. So my beef really isn't with her. I just can't wait until the church shows up here for caroling.
♠ It's 9:30pm and it's the latest I've been up all week. I feel so old. :/