A dream to meat.

 

 

Included in Graham Linehan’s lil’ Tumblelog, along with other sundry items the man finds of interest, is a link to a short story that’s been a favorite of mine since it was passed along to me by a fine specimen of thinking meat some years back.

Linehan created Father Ted and the IT Crowd, and the fact that he mentions the story guarantees him more real estate in Creator Heaven above and beyond the floating palace he earned just for the scene in which Father Jack uses an adorable little puppy to wipe the vomit from his face.

Read the story already!

Deathmatch

DEATHMATCH #1 IS OVER.  DO NOT SUBMIT NEW ENTRIES.

the greatest tale ever told

As you may or may not know, when I’m not screaming at people in person, gesticulating dangerously, about how I am a creator of magic and wonders the likes of which mankind has never before seen, when not slaving over my drawing desk or computerized workstation of the future actually generating said wonders, when I’m not sobbing, face in hands,  from the crushing horror of my reality when said wonders have been unleashed to a resounding response of “Ur boots r so kewl where you get thme?” and “DO U LIEK CHEEZ?”, I like to gather the world’s greatest fighters and pit them against one another in cruel and bloody mortal combat.
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