I am admitting it now, while watching the heart-smashing footage of Comic Con: Fuck I hate everything. Where the fuck do half these people get off even showing up? What the EVER LIVING SHIT does ANTHONY FUCKING BOURDAIN have to do with anything? The chirpy cunt hosting the coverage doesn’t need to waste my time explaining how she just bought a Wonder Woman doll, and you don’t have to be ashamed because you’re at Comic Con! OH REALLY. THATS GREAT. GTFO. I’m tired of the over-load of over-whelming over-saturation. I’m tired of networks constantly hiring a pair of tits to recite wikipedia-sorted ‘nerd’ at me. I’m tired of going into work everyday and having to not strangle every dumbfuck that quotes Big Bang Theory because they’re standing next to a comic bin. I’m tired of everyone suddenly getting very nostalgic over the 90’s like they’re on their deathbed, telling people “It was my CHILDHOOD! You don’t even know!” when, once again, I am not impressed with you remembering shit. All I hear is “I had the WB and watched Batman: the Animated Series”. Fuck you, go away and buy something else that has a batman logo printed on it instead of an actual comic book.