The Chamber of the Forsaken

A fitting punishment...

Friday was tagball night. It's a grand old time, everyone has fun by getting hit by rubber balls going 130ft per second, and of course shooting everyone else. Alex, I'm sure, uses this as a way of paying me back for my failed comic ideas and poor spelling. But it's all good, I don't bruise easy so everyone comes out of the games with many dime sized welts and I look like James Bond with hardly a scratch! But there's always someone (or some people) who don't want to play nice. Because there is no indication that you were hit, some little fucks don't like to leave the game! It's not like they're missing out immensly, there's a new game every 2 minutes so it's not like they never get to play. Anyways, I think today's comic is Alex working out some frustration, and I also feel validated.

Right, I saw a commercial for "The Texas Chainsaw Massacer", my brother's girlfriend immediatley said "Oh, how scary" (no sarcasm intended... yet). My first thought is, how? It's a big fat guy who couldn't run very fast or very long, and a chainsaw isn't exactly a stealthy weapon! Any horror movie, infact, I can't find scary. It would be so easy to just fucking shoot the guy! I've got an idea for the next Jason/Freddy movie "Jason and Freddy vs a Glock 9mm", guess who wins...

Sorry for boring you for so long but it's my job. Enjoy the comic!

-Ronan

No kitchen sink

I'd like to take a moment to relate a little experience I had Friday night. I was riding in Jesse's car with Ronan, on our way to the Delirium. While we were driving down Rideau Street (for those who aren't familiar with it, it isn't the best part of town) we happen to pass a group of three black guys. What made this group stand out? They were congregated around a shopping cart, which was filled to the top with electronics, and topped of with two mattresses and a TV. I burst out laughing, which is a fine thing to do when you're inside the car.