
It’s not quite as bad as Sixpack’s problem up there–as depicted in the pages of Hitman #51–but, well, let’s just say that I’m not feeling well tonight and new content’ll just have to wait for tomorrow.
Incidentally, Dave Campbell is also a little under the weather these days, which means that there’s the very real possibility that there’s some kind of super-virus out there attacking the world’s greatest comic book humor bloggers.
And also Dave Campbell.
I vomit like that when I’m sick. It even spells out my name in bold comic sans
You know what else is sick? That sick burn you just gave Campbell!
(high-fives self)
Darkseid has Bodaks now? This new edition is crazy!
Yep. BOOAAAKK is Ennis’s trademark.
Chris,
I’m not sick.
There goes your theory on the blogger virus.
Unless, it just hasn’t made it to atlanta yet! keep away from me, sick boy!
I am not a comic book blogger,
but I know exactly how you feel.
Thanks Chris for lightening up my (Sick) Day.
I hate it when I ralph, and my little derby hat flies up in the air.
Oh, THAT’S where my Rubik’s Cube went.
Well…I HAVE had a little tickle in my throat lately…
My fav Sixpack moment:
“And then I smashed [Darkseid] in the face with a bottle of tequila!”
…I miss Hitman.
Well, I’m fine. Are you trying to start something, Sims? Because I will CUT YOU.