And welcome to the shack! The shabby shack in the middle of the woods, where the odd and slimy roam, where the strange and comedic abound in this crumbling place! Stacks of comics fall over as you open the door, you ogle shelves stuffed with cryptic figurines as you step in. Here have a soda, there’s a bean bag for you to sit on. This is a shack where the phantom beasts in my brain converge, where I yammer about homemade comics found in bus stops, and maintain an ever growing collection of dredged up cartoon VHS’s.
In non rambling goon terms: chat me up about:
So yo, hit me up when you need something gooey or made of plastic!
May 6, 2014