Panel-Cast - Superman Year 1 and Other Insane Things (Patreon)

November is flying by like a bird, plane, or some kind of man with the characteristics of both, and I've been too busy taking care of business to take care of business. I've been out there in the streets kicking butt and being strong, having adventures and righting wrongs. Oh the stories i have. Stories far too incredible to tell you right now, so you'll have to settle for some Amazing Comics instead. 

I have not one, but 4 Tales to Astonish you all with today. First, Wrestling! Behold what is
probably the world's only review of the Jim Cornette professional wrestling true stories comic, Behind The Curtain. 

After that i revel in the deliciously insane Frank Miller version of The Man of Steel. The Football Playin, Pussy Slayin, All American Gash-Hound, Clark Kent. If that sentence sounds horrible to you, you're in for an utter nightmare. Personally, nightmares are the best part of my day, so i'm all in on Frank Miller's Wild Ride. Revel with me. 

After I tell you all about Superman Year 1, you'll most likely be convinced that's the most insane thing you'll hear today, and that naive little thought will last all of 20 seconds before i reveal the next buried treasure I've unearthed. Behold, the poignant, poopy saga of the one and only BIG. BLOWN. BABY. You'll never be the same, but you'll probably wish you were. 

Last, we calm things down with a slice of life. Slutburger Stories, which in any normal podcast would be the weirdest thing talked about, here may seem to you a welcome escape back to the blissful mundanity of regular life, after that mind-crippling detour through the stinking abyss of Big Blown Baby and Superman fucking a mermaid. 

It's been a while since i've done a panel-cast so i hope you enjoy this one. I tried to wait until i had some really interesting recommendations. It's been a busy month for me, life-wise. Not so much "content"-wise. Been doing a lot of stuff out in the real world, getting involved in some really cool and rad creative ventures outside of youtube or the internet or whatever. I'll tell you about em sometime. 

Lately i find myself generally kicking ass at life and having less and less time for being a youtuber, which is the happiest thought i've had in 10 years. But nevertheless i'm still dedicated to making sure my patrons at least have some decent content from me to chew on. Only because you're my favorites, and also because without you the only paying gig i'm qualified for is creating hilarious conveyor belt mishaps at the chocolate factory. That's a boomer reference for all my single-parent, basic cable, babysat by TV Land, elder millennials out there, you wouldn't get it.

And that's the end of this post cause i have to poop. Take care.