Warren Ellis is channeling his inner Transmetropolitan demons again over at his blog die puny humans.
Thank god for Warren Ellis channeling inner Transmetropolitan demons. If you haven't read any issues of Transmetropolitan, I weep for your soul. And then I set my bowel-blaster to explosive diarrhoea and kindly suggest you go directly & purchase the first of the nine available collected graphic novels. Or else.
Today's rant is about vegans, hippies and how we all should tell a story to future archaeologists in our coprolites (that's fancy-talk for shite):
I've got a food with a story for you. Soylent fucking Green. It's got a story, a soundtrack and Charlton fucking Heston. Soylent Green is made out of people, and thank Christ for that because I fucking hate lentils.
Word.
No comments:
Post a Comment