(November 22nd 2013)
Blog: Cowboy Script
So this one time I was in a comic book shop and I started listening to the owner talk about films. I 'listened to him talk' because despite trying to engage him in a conversation he seemed more interested in talking at the sycophants that surrounded him at the time. At one point, for some reason, he decided to tell me that, if I hadn't seen (insert name of famous spaghetti western here) I should go home and burn my film collection.
This is really a comic saying that; I've tried westerns, I can appreciate what they have to offer. They're not really for me. I like Firefly and The Walking Dead though, so maybe I just don't like it when cowboys aren't mixed with anything. Maybe I'm a sucker for hybrids, I don't know. The point is, those westerns were some of the first films to ever make me sit there and go 'you know what, I appreciate what they do right and what they do well but, it's just not for me'.
In conclusion fuck that guy that owned the shop. It was quite a while ago and I don't know if it's even still owned by him but, regardless, he was a dick to me and my friends so, to reiterate, fuck that guy.
Fuck them. Fuck them up their stupid asses.
Made by Sean
... and subsequently butchered by Me.