Gluemeat

Fellow Gluemeaties, tragedy has struck. Freezing rain and hail is descending from the heavens upon my hometown of Quebec City, which most assuredly means that there will be no mail delivery today, which means that all the cards you all meticulously put together, sealed into an envelope and tossed into your mailbox of choice shall not reach me until next week. Yes, Canada Post are weenies like that. They would prefer to supply safe working conditions for their mail carriers than to provide me with my birthday wishes. TO HELL, I SAY!

Anyway, moving right along, I would like to comment on this comic here done by that BoxJam guy. Seriously, folks, if I were Chris Crosby, I’d boot his blue, misshapen butt straight out of Keenspot and leave him in the gutter of his own sharpie-sniffing-induced hallucinations for being such an inconsiderate, whining toad. What, are we supposed to feel sorry for BoxJam? Are our hearts supposed to rend because instead of getting 524,000 uniques visits a day like Sinfest does he only gets 30,000? Are we really supposed to believe that he’s this lowly second-class citizen in the Keenverse? I mean, he is one in real life, but there’s no reason for him to play the victim here. And how dare he drag a fine, upstanding individual like Scrubbo into his mire of self-pity? Poor, poor Scrubbo.

Remember when I did that My Name is BoxJam flash thing a few months ago and I stated at the end that pathetic was all his comic had to offer? What else can I say than “point and match.”

Have a great weekend everyone!

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