As the title goes it’s been a hell of a day. I’ve been at a Funeral all day today… super. Talked to complete strangers and desperately tried not to make an ass out of myself… more super. I saw my ex-wife… even more…super!

But do you know what really filled me with a white hot rage that only the blood of the innocent could satisfy?

I went to Barnes and Nobles for one hour to buy a gift and they now have a new genre…

Teen Paranormal Romance!!!

Cthulhu damn it! There are enough books out there about teenage girls wanting vampire and werewolf boyfriends that they have a whole bloody section. I immediately called my wife and blamed her.

Stop buying those books, woman!!! You’re killing your husband!

And for the record if I die I’m not coming back as a sissy handsome glittery vampire, oh no! I’m coming back as a shambling stinking zombie with poor oral hygiene and a raging case of the munchies.  And you’ll never be rid of me.  It’s your call.

Put the books down and walk away.

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On the plus side seeing that did give me a bunch of ideas for comics on the subject.