Just tried reading Final Crisis #7. Kind of like opening a long awaited birthday present to find crap in the box. Maybe it's crap
"loaded with multiple, prismatic meanings and possibilities," but it's still crap, and it's even more ridiculous if you pretend it doesn't smell. I'll give it another read, but wow, what a letdown.
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Imagine being a twelve year old boy Richard. Now imagine itʼs Christmas morning and youʼre sat their with your final present to open. Itʼs a big one, and you know what it is. Itʼs that Goodmans stereo you picked out the catalogue and wrote to Santa about.
Only you open the present and itʼs not in there. Itʼs your hamster Richard. Itʼs your hamster in the box and itʼs not breathing. Thatʼs how I felt...
if you need more - click this.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/travelnews/4344890/Virgin-the-worlds-best-passenger-complaint-letter.html
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Wayne better be back. Soon. This is so dumb.
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I think I'd enjoy grabbing a pint with either gentleman, and I can see why other people like them, too, but their rabid fans scare me and I think having them in charge of too much is a scary prospect.
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