Archive for October, 2008
Barcode Battler
There are some things in life that make you want to snap your fingers and go “wow – I wish I’d thought of that!” There are other things in life that make you say “Haha – I’d rather have shoved my eyeballs through a cheese grater rather than thought of that.” Of course, this site is not about the “wow” items. It’s cheese graters all the way…
Remember in the early 90’s, there were two products vying for our attention, two must have items – both claimed to be the latest gaming device, both were hand-held. Well, you know what they say…
“One shall stand and one shall fall”
These two items were not giant robots, but in fact The Game Boy and The Barcode Battler. Now, it’s pretty damn obvious who won – the Game Boy near enough twatted its competitor… but at that strange time of year, there were people who actually wanted the black box!
Batman’s Greatest Boner
Usually when I review a work of fiction I will sit here and make wry and sarcastic comments at everything I see. This time however, it is different. This time I will simply let the tale do the talking.
The year is 1951. And in Batman issue 66, the reader is given the special treat of… “Batman’s Greatest Boner”!
Just How Indestructible IS Captain Scarlet?
The works of Gerry Anderson were some classic stuff, that’s nothing that can be argued. He did things from puppet shows to puppet shows to tv shows about actors who LOOKED like puppets (such as UFO)
When asked, everyone mentions Thunderbirds as his pinnacle. That’s utter rubbish however – Captain Scarlet takes that honour.
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Moth Farming For Fun And Profit
As many of my friends and remaining family know, I love to partake in the ancient field of moth-farming. Every evening after work, I take my car down to the local moth farm to help my fellow workers in cultivating next year’s crop of moths. It’s a dangerous and dirty buisiness, but someone has to do it. And the pay is good (subsidised by the government)
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Coathangers – My Flexible Friends
Greetings one and all! Whilst smoking fine cigars in my study the other day, I idly had a thought. Stubbing the cigar out on my little armoured pal Barry (ruffle his armour-plating, the scamp) I hurried upstairs to greet my friends. But instead of a real person in my cupboard (honest!) there were just coathangers. Yes, the humble coathanger has been more of a friend to me than ANY of the people I met in the many correctional institutions I have been an esteemed guest at.
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Torchwood Christmas Special
Ianto was crying again. It was the sort of guttural sobbing that everyone in Torchwood was accustomed to, where it looked like he’d poured a bucket of water over his head and was whining “noo nooo noooo” in a way that rhymed with ‘moo’. Previous crying fits had been caused by the death of loved ones, being forced to have the smallest slice of pizza, and Owen putting his ’special’ mayonnaise on Ianto’s salad.
This time, it was brought on by the gun that Captain Jack held to his head.
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