"HEY DORK! LET'S TALK COMICS! part 6"

[pissed off salesman]

I guess I'm just cursed when it comes to these things. I spend hours a week combing the back-issue dungeon in my local, shitty comic shop, hoping to find at least ONE issue of Tank girl, Flaming Carrot, or even a tattered remnant of a Sam & Max comic.

No luck, I've only found one thing at that hell-hole I'm happy with (some old horror comic titled "Panorama Of Hell."). When I finally give up looking for the day, the only thing that I see are the jeering stares of the fat, pink basement-boys and carrot haired, stringy swing choir presidents.

Thank god for Amazon.com.