Annoy your rock fan* friends by using incorrect nicknames, including “Judas”, “Iron” and “the Fighters”.
*I am reliably informed by an Englishwoman that the terms ‘Greebo’ and ‘Sweathead’ are as commonplace here as ‘Grunger’ was back home.
Annoy your rock fan* friends by using incorrect nicknames, including “Judas”, “Iron” and “the Fighters”.
*I am reliably informed by an Englishwoman that the terms ‘Greebo’ and ‘Sweathead’ are as commonplace here as ‘Grunger’ was back home.
I’m a sucker for a partworks magazine, and I have NO interest in chess (fuck, I have negative interest in chess, like minus interest. I owe an interest in chess…) but I want this hard and fast:
Like it needs saying, I can’t have it fast because it’ll not be complete for 18 months or so, but the desire for its acquisition with hardness remains. I have chess boner. Officially. I had a look at the Batman piece in Smiths today and it’s painted better than toys I’ve paid £15 for. AND IT’S MADE (possibyl) OF PEWTER! THE BEST NAMED OF ALL SUBSTANCES!
If I get full time work in the near future I will not hesitate to pick this up. Motherfucker, I’ll buy TWO (I really need to stop declaring the intention to purchase two of things I can’t afford one of on a weekly basis.)
What did the Internet Spider LOVE to do? Surf the web*
*The World Wide Web.
The best thing about how massively popular Star Wars is is that just about any character from the three movies they made before STOPPING FOREVER, regardless of screentime, can get at least a little action figure made in their honour and at absolute best a 200 dollar ‘collector’s item’ thing from the likes of Hot Toys (they make expensive playthings) or Sideshow (ditto). Recently, the latter has released this absolutely unjustifable but completely amazing toy of bounty hunter IG-88, whom Wars fans will recognize from his brief, silent appearance alongside a gaggle of eager beaver hitmen in The Empire Strikes Back. I can’t afford to get one, but if I could, I’d get TWO. If my hypothetical bi-purchase facilitates the manufacture of a Dengar figure, it’d be worth it. PLUS I’D HAVE TWO OF THESE ON MY SHELF.
Two hundred dolla. Also, check out his box. The line he belongs to is called ‘Scum And Villainy’. This is the BEST. THING.
I love IG-88.
But I’d KILL for a Dengar…
In case you’re wondering (you so are), the reason I like Dengar so much is because he’s just an old fat guy in some cheap ass headgear, and thus he looks like the absolute deadliest of Vader’s prospective Falcon-finders. Mind you, he does look an awful lot like every Red Dwarf villain ever:
My latest article for the Peter Cushing Appreciation Society UK is up, with another to follow next week. Chuffed to bits, naturally. You may have read its origins here on the site but it’s been all dolled up with fancy archive shots and that. Next week’s instalment is all-new, I promise. I’ll be doing a few Rambleast things in the meantime so my baby doesn’t feel neglected.
Mind you, I’ve not had a banner with me inside a telly made for me before, so abandonment is all but guaranteed…
Another gaming blog is now up at Blast Process, at whose wordy beverage you can sup ’til at last, content and warm-bellied, your mind falls asleep. Be kind and go to it at here.
I should have another blog from elsewhere up this evening but it’s a repackaging of letters arranged here long ago.
More wording done at Blast Process, which you can find right here. It’s about the sale of games to the underage and is both righteous in the way a strong-willed politically-minded sort might say it, and the way a 1990s US teenager in a backwards baseball cap might say it.