
Seduction of the Idiot
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This comic is like one of those old-time detective novels, except you get the feeling they're trying just a little too hard:
What the half-baked fuck? If you're gonna pull off that kind of crap it has to have at least some connection to what's going on. You can't just string random shit together: She was fatter than a corgi in the bathtub. For real, any of those makes as much sense as "warm-blooded spaghetti worms". And what kind of name is "Nathaniel Dusk"? It sounds like a cologne you'd see advertised on TV at two in the morning: "Start the night off right. Nathaniel Dusk. For men." They should've called him Nathaniel Blackjack or Nathaniel Jackknife or Nathaniel Prick or something. My favorite though is when they hit us with this:
Ha! Most people think "gunsel" means some cat with a gun, but it's like a little-known fact that it's actually a boy who takes it up the ass. Detective stories are way more entertaining when you know that. Fortunately this comic gets one thing right: there's so much badass, tough-guy detective shit you'll feel like somebody kicked your dick right out through your asshole. The part where these two clowns try to throw Nathaniel Dusk (For men.) off the Empire State Building is pretty cool, and so is the part where he almost gets chopped up in a boat propeller, but my favorite is when this other joker gets tossed off an elevated train, gets electrocuted when he hits the third rail, then falls all the way to the street and lands on somebody's car. And you know how bad guys in movies always shoot people up with an assload of junk so it looks like they OD'd? Well these cats take it one step further and shoot Nathaniel Dusk up with fucking rat poison. That's some hardcore shit so overall this is a pretty cool comic. I just wish they didn't make so many dumb mistakes, like this:
Okay, unless the train is attached at both ends and just going around in a big circle, how could this possibly work? Fucking shitheads.
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YOU don't have to PUT UP with the HIP.