This is called a rant
If you're here after reading my adverts that have been posted up in numerous colleges across the world, kudos for remembering the address. I will purchase a .com as soon as these drawings start making money.
If you're lucky enough to live in Cockermouth, Cumbria, England - the center of turmoil - you'll be right at the heart of The Bastards. We are, as I have often said, a reality based comic. This means all characters are based on real people and all events on real events. Yes, Doll does exist.
I will remind you again, do not ask to be in this comic. If you're in it, you're in it. If you're not, don't complain. I believe this goes out to Commie Tom most of all. Nose, we -are- getting you a rant space, I just haven't had the time to do an avatar for you as yet.
Yosh keeps complaining that I'm not using the scripts he wrote before The Bastards went online. And I always bring up the same argument:
"Shut the fuck up".
This is usualy followed by me explaining pollitely to him that, as this is a reality based comic, the scripts we have previously written are now out of date. I wanted to do a few comics on sixth form colledge. Reluctantly Yosh whipped up the script of the next comic, which should be done about Wednesday. If you come to the library on Tueday after lunch, you'll probably find me slaving away over the new comic. Unless I do it Monday night.
Thanks to our lovely webmaster Andy who has let us borrow his spare comic account while we get a new account fixed up. You will notice we now have our comic system working.
I must go retire to my slumber pod.