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RoboCop Versus the Terminator
Versus RoboCop

Okay, the first annoying thing about this comic book (besides the fact that it exists) is that every single issue has a gay cardboard stand-up in the centerfold that makes the whole thing an unwieldy pain in the ass to read:

Shut up, twat.

You can't actually pull the stand-ups out though, because then the comic won't be in "mint" condition anymore and will lose its resale value ($1.40). The second annoying thing is the end of the first issue: after they just spent the whole comic fighting, the last page says "Next issue: A really big fight!" Now I don't have anything against fighting, but frankly at this point I kind of got the feeling that they were making fun of us. And could the story make any less sense? It starts when this obnoxious bitch finds out that it's all RoboCop's fault that Terminators exist, so she goes back in time and snuffs him. Now - correct me if I'm wrong here - that would mean that the Terminators will never exist, right? Apparently though if you never have and never will exist you still have a few seconds left to send some of your own cats back in time to even the odds:

"Sweet merciful ass! We don't exist! There's no time to lose!"

They pulled this move a few times and it really pissed me off. I just don't have a very high tolerance for that kind of shoddy science. The whole thing just gets dumber and dumber until finally RoboCop goes into the future, builds a whole army of RoboCops, and they kill every single Terminator once and for all, assuming you have like a pretty loose definition of "once and for all" seeing as Terminator 3 came out ten years later.

Anyway, if you've always wanted to see an army of RoboCops fight an army of Terminators, this is definitely the comic for you. Also you will never get laid.


 

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