Brian is a level 53 Homosexual in the “Bears” guild. Rumor has it, he has access to a wide variety of secret moves and special attacks.
Straight answers. I don’t like ‘em, I don’t trust ‘em, I don’t give ‘em.
For a second there, you thought I could rock out. You were wrong.
I should mention that Brett doesn’t really seem to mind his job as much as I would, and that he is getting kind of ripped as a result (skinny-guy ripped, but still), so it’s not as bad as I make it sound.
I do love my job, though, and I’m not kidding about how little I have to do. I mean, I wrote, drew, and inked this comic at work a few hours ago. Frankly, if I were to start telling people I get paid to draw comics, it wouldn’t entirely be a lie.
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Okay, see, there’s an excuse for this. Remember the bowling tournament at the end of the movie Kingpin? For those that haven’t seen it, they show this darkened bowling alley with spinning lights like a dance floor, and they’re playing this really energetic kind of “get pumped for some action-packed sports” type of music. Then all the bowlers get introduced one by one and they come running out, hands in the air, super pumped-up and going wild. Well, I stumbled across a bowling tournament on TV and I was a little curious as to how accurate the movie’s depiction of one was. And, by god, it was just about right. The lighting, the music, the entrances. One bowler was even lowered in from the ceiling. This I swear. Another one of them was talking mad shit throughout the whole thing, straight to the other players.
While I can’t say I was especially into it, it did have a sort of freak-show appeal to it. I mean, there was this building full of people making one hell of a big deal about bowling, which kind of amazed me. Anyway, there’s my excuse, and I hope you’ll forgive me. I swear to god I’m not, like, a “Bowling Guy” or anything. All about watching some bowling.