Since we’re all stuck at home and forced to do shit like hobbies and learning, why not use this time to brush up on your fighting skills?
Sometimes, the classic moves such as ‘nipping’, ‘shin kicking’ and ‘running away’ do not always work if your goal is to look like the supreme badass of the universe. So my number one fighting tip to you is ‘get hammered off your tits before having a fight’. That way, you will acquire all the skill and grace needed to become a seasoned fighting champion. Continue reading “The 15 Best Drunk Fighting Moves”
It may come as a surprise to anyone who doesn’t spend all their time thinking about Rainbow, but there were different Bungles throughout the show’s run. Each Bungle brought something different to the party and had their own unique characteristics, a bit like a Spice Girls made entirely of stupid bears.
Here, then, are the Bungles ranked from worst to best, taking into account such qualities as hairiness, idiocy, and fondness for dressing up as Jane. Stay tuned for an exciting tie for first place, and also the bit where I talk about nipples. Continue reading “Rainbow: Ranking the Bungles”
Hi gang, fancy doing a cool and rad quiz with me? Good, because look what I’ve got:
I mean, we could play ‘count our pubes’ again, but I’m a bit bored of that. Continue reading “The Just Seventeen ‘are you a bastard?’ quiz”
Consider the following. It’s 1970, and you’re reading your big bollocks annual full of comics, puzzles, and for some reason, jokes about Aston Villa. The boys are treated to exciting tales of derring-do, explosions, space battles and hard boiled private detectives.
Meanwhile, if you were reading the Diana For Girls annual, you got this:
I suppose it makes a change from tights and bra shit and ’12 ways with pom poms’, but still.
Anyway, because I am a sociopath, I’m going to make you guys read ‘Mum’s on the council’ along with me, in excruciating detail. Continue reading “Mum’s On The Council: The world’s most boring comic strip”
Right, I don’t know much about V, I’ve never watched it, but I do know it’s a show about evil mind-altering aliens that take over the world, and was written as an allegory of Nazi Germany. Given this, it seems like an odd choice to release a tie-in annual filled with comics, jokes and wordsearches. Yet here we are.
This was sent to me by one of my more awesome readers, Fox (@Flamekebab), under the assumption that I would somehow write something intelligent about it. I did no such thing. Instead, I knobbed around laughing at the illustrations, having a crack at the board game (because of course there’s a board game in there), and then I ate a whole tub of ice cream. Continue reading “A look through the 1986 V annual”
Look what Alex bought me from the charity shop:
I’ll be honest – initially, Alex was more excited than I was. I was mostly just confused and I needed a piss.
First thought: Why has he bought me a novelisation of Barb Wire?
Second thought: There’s a novelisation of Barb Wire?
Third thought: I still need a piss.
Eagle eyed readers will spot that he also bought RoboCop, Knight Rider, and the best Batman film. I’ll get to those. Continue reading “Exploding Dicks: 4 Stupid Action Movie Novels”