But is it art?

CUNTBOAT! CUNT! BOAT! CUNTBOOOOAT!

Nudge Nudge, Wink Wink

The football World Cup is almost upon us. I care less about this as I get older, but it’s still a pleasantly diverting way of killing time over the summer months. I think not living in the UK makes it a bit easier as I don’t have to deal with all the hubristic triumphalism that invariably attends the England team’s entry to the tournament, nor the weak-assed post-imperial wailing and self-abuse which accompanies their inevitable exit on penalties in the second round.

The Boys Vol. 11 and 12

Vol 11: Over the Hill With the Swords of a Thousand Men, Vol. 12: The Bloody Doors Off

Garth Ennis and Darick Robertson, 2012

(January 2014)

And so it ends. With a bang and an explosion and an almighty clusterfuck and a coda that feels almost entirely unnecessary.

This Little Piggy…

I have chilblains. How the hell do I have chilblains? I’m almost certain it’s chilblains. It’s either that or gout.

Monday to Friday

Part One went up on Friday, for those of you who missed it. Up to speed now? Right then, on with part two…

Kicking Puppies

Right in the Kisser

(I was a little cranky when I wrote this. It might be a touch sweary)

I couldn't give a

fig.