Archive for the ‘What Killed the Cat’ Category

Rise of the Progtopus

Tuesday, November 23rd, 2010

Beware the Progtopus, my son,
He comes at you with his massive, stupid beak,
And makes you spaz out to tedious ELP epics,

Or else goes all King Crimson on yo ass.

So begins the traditional middle-English ballad The Progtopus. This mystical leviathan of the high seas drags any and all sailors who ‘dance to disco and don’t like rock’ to their watery doom. I don’t believe in the Progtopus, personally. But if I did, it would probably look something like this:

Yes, beware the Progtopus indeed.

Workin’ 9-5…

Friday, August 13th, 2010

A Christmas Story

Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009

Wrestling? That’s So Gay…

Wednesday, May 20th, 2009

A Fiendish Trap

Thursday, May 22nd, 2008

An Answer to a Question That Nobody Asked

Thursday, November 22nd, 2007

Riddle Me This

Tuesday, October 9th, 2007

Spam-A-Lot

Tuesday, November 21st, 2006

Saunders Correct : Girlfriend Admits Existence of Shadowy Female Illuminati

Wednesday, November 8th, 2006

Creative Control

Thursday, August 17th, 2006