JJ Rowland, can I touch you?
I found this site. It makes me happy. So happy.
The music that blares from the pimp rides makes no sense; it all sounds like a man with severe autism halfheartedly explaining human sexuality to a parrot, while in the background a dangerously unqualified Caribbean contractor rhythmically installs an automatic garage door opener. Bollocks.
Nothing, NOTHING can be added to that. Hurrah to you Mr. Rowland.
I am delighted that you are finding webcomics to appreciate. I mean, okay, I’m not too hot for Overcompensating, but I forgive you this slip. It’s the principle of the thing.
Comment by Tim — August 1, 2007 @ 9:23 pm