The Last Panda hasn't been spotted in a while.Some say he is dead. Some say he quit his job as a bad-humour fighting supervillain to preach at the church of scientology. Still others say he just nipped down to the local porn store to refill his dwindling supplies. His less talented minion co-bloggers have been posting (mostly random pieces of clipart floating about on the interwebs) intermittently. People walking on the streets pause a while, their weary eyes searching the murky skies for a sign of justice and comic relief, only to quickly look again and walk back to their mundane lives. Will there be no relief from this dastardly assault on taste? Will not a new hero arise to bring back evil grins to the faces of the wretched unwashed masses? Who shall save us all from this pit of literary depression(or recession perhaps)? Maybe a racoon, or a possessed teddy bear?
Fear not. The Panda lives. From this wretched uncharted corner of the blogosphere, he shall arise anew, in his own film-noir style comic strip. As soon as hes back from the local porn store.
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3 comments:
Please, you're too fat to write a comic :P
shut up. you're a monkey.
and vikram's cousin.
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