Ridiculous Punishment

Well, the year is drawing to a close, yet we still have time to fit something in to be remembered in the annals (double n there, pervs) of history for time to come. And if you’re Marvel Comics, then your 2009 shall forever be remembered as “The Year We Chose To Really Fuck Up The Punisher“. Ladies and gentlemen, I present next month’s most stupidest thing to happen to a comic character in a long, long time.

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#Nerd Cats 231: Betrayal

I do like a good feline interlude every now and again. I’m also prone to a romantic explosion amidst a public display too. Look, the skinny is cats need their own version of Jeremy Kyle or Jerry Springer, it’d solve a lot more problems within the furry community.


Canine Sexy Time

Here we are, back once again to delve deep into the absurdity that is human life, before NASA fire their crap into the moon and ultimately KILL US ALL. So, before we all cop it in lunar fire, now is as better time than any to talk about this!

Lingerie for dogs. At a time, when countries are pulling themselves out of recessions and tough economic climates, I’m so fucking glad SOMEONE had the bright idea to fill that much-needed gap in the market that everyone can benefit from. I mean, if I was a female dog, I’d be feeling pretty unsexy licking myself in public, or even in my girly dog basket. Now, all female dogs (and probably trans-gender mutts) can bask in a basque (?) and feel comfortable knowing that their cleaning rituals, or general in-season romps are set to sizzle. Hey, Marmaduke, how do you like this little number…

You can obtain these fine items from Metro Paws. That is, if they had any in stock. Hang in there, lustpuppies!


Mouse now owns Spider

From out of nowhere, a press release popped along that’s driven everyone doo-lally today. Disney has just bought Marvel for near enough FOUR BILLION DOLLARS.  Why? Something about business. I don’t speak coroprate that well, but you might make sense of this move that “highlights Disney’s strategic focus on quality branded content, technological innovation and international expansion to build long-term shareholder value.” See! Silly you! Continue reading


Nerd Cats #173: Autotuned

Love cats? Love obsessive use of autotune in your music? Yeah, it’d sure be something if those two things were fused together, like some sick creation in an underground laboratory. Call Dr Moreau now. Actually, CANCEL THAT CALL! Our prayers have been answered! Our people may live on with hope! Our populace need no longer fear to breed! Let’s hold hands and meow together!


Meat Support

As a stereotypical male, it’s my duty to observe the goings on in the world of lingerie, using the excuse of “it’s purely for journalistic experience of course“. Edible lingerie has been somewhat of a wackpot idea. Chocolate’s messy. Candy floss gets stuck between the important bits. Beaded love hearts in the shape of a thong is actually quite ridiculous, and by the time you’ve hit a purple one, you feel sick or you’re totally sugared up. Now someone has taken the sexy edible factor to a whole new level.

Ladies, work that man to a frenzy when you emerge by candlelight sporting these fine rashers across your breasts. You’ve fallen for his pulling line of “How do you like your eggs in the morning? Fertilised?” and head him off at the pass with “How do you like your bacon? On my tits?” Of course there’s no preference, whether it’s smoked, unsmoked, back, middle or even rindless, the choice of rasher is up to you. Also bear in mind the canvas you have to work with will determine how much bacon you’d need. I’d imagine here’s nothing worse than having a large cup size and not having enough strips to cover an overspill. What do I know, I’m not a girl. This is quickly becoming a fad too, get on it before someone starts putting REAL PIGS ON CHESTS.

You have this Flickr account to blame.


Ulla, Goliath. Ulla.

I love War Of the Worlds. I won’t deny it. I won’t hide from it. I also will own up and say I own the Cruise/Spielberg travesty on DVD, as despite it’s poorly written script, it’s atrocious acting and it feeling rather rushed, it is a well produced film and effects wise, it’s quite beautiful on a big tv. STOP NOW, I’VE SAID TOO MUCH. So what’s this all about then?

Yes. That’s right. H G Well’s vision has gone soopah anime steampunk. Here’s some blurb discovered about it that you will read for your curiosity.

“It’s an R rated, retro-history, steam punk epic set in a 1914, fourteen years after the first failed Martian invasion. Mankind has rebuilt her cities and military adapting a lot of the abandoned Martian technology. They’ve created an international defense force, A.R.E.S., based on the lower end of Manhattan and under the command of Theaodore Roosevelt. They’ve built a formidable force centered around giant, steam powered battle tripods. Think of “Band of Brothers” meets “Star Wars”, meets World WO. It will be cool-steam powered battle tripods, doomed Cossack cavalry charges, victorian decco, steam punk Manhattan, 1500 foot long armored battle zeppelins, Teddy Roosevelt, souped up Tri-planes, blood on steaming metal, sex in the cockpit. The usual.”

It’s not too far away from the mighty graphic novel, Scarlet Traces, which if you love WOTW, then seek out Ian Edginton and D’israeli’s reworking of a classic and it’s follow ups. But will this shape up to be just as awesome? Judging from the trailer..I just don’t know. If this fails, I will read Killraven for years to come.