thebitterguy

Okay, well, apparently Greg, his honour still stung from our epic exchange*, is turning his hurt into column inches.

(You may want to turn on your recording devices and Google caches, kids, this is gonna be a keeper)

First off: I'm sorry I called him a snorting Retard. I only say this in retrospect because, according to his latest post, he has a son who's handicapped. If I'd known this I definitely would not have called him a snorting retard, as that's a bit too cold for even me. Dipshit, perhaps, or goof. That would have been more sensitive, while still making the core point.

I have no idea what emotional pain he goes into further down in his column, since I didn't bother to read it (tl;dr, but that review of Nextwave was quite the hoot. Man, I love that book).

But if this little cyber-spat is the worst emotional turmoil he suffers in his illustrious comics blogging career, well, I think he better send some prayers in the way of the baby Jesus. Because I'm a fucking teddy bear compared to some of the assholes out there. God, I hope he never reviews a Wick book. I also kinda hope we never see a Wick comic book.

Man, I wonder how long the kind readers of CSBG will want to keep up with all this crap? I'll bet you're all getting tired of it. God knows I just want to tell you how good the Indian food we had before seeing Superman Returns last night was.

*Which,if haven't been paying attention, was launched with my slanderous declaration that the Purple Death Ray was a neat gag, and the fact that he didn't get it and made a big point over not getting it made him look teh dum.