Secret Six #4

tessatechaitea:

Are they living in the suburbs of Grand Theft Auto?



I have a confession to make. When I drive a car around in Grand Theft Auto, I cannot not run directly into anybody riding a motorcycle. It’s so satisfying! I think I have some internal rage stemming from all of those bumper stickers telling me to fucking share the road and preemptively blaming me and other car drivers for killing motorcyclists. Hmm. Now that I’ve typed that sentence, I think a bigger problem with me is that I get angry at stupid bumper stickers! The bumper stickers I get especially angry at are the ones having a dialogue with other bumper stickers! Like that Jesus fish eating the atheist fish! Also the atheist fish alone! It doesn’t make sense! And how about those idiots driving around proclaiming their dog is smarter than somebody’s kid? And…and…those zombie families that proclaim they’ve eaten your stick figure family! Maybe I need some immersion therapy! I should get a bumper sticker that says, “My other car was impounded after purposely killing a motorcyclist with it.”



Oh! I know! I’ll get a sticker across the front of my hood in backwards font that reads SHARE THIS!

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I was bummed when, for a little while, I wasn’t getting any mean but hilarious reviews from Tess Ate Chai Tea, because there was a gap in the release of DC books I’d written. That sucked.

Tess, your reviews are wonderful. Love a book or hate a book, they make me laugh every time. You seriously should be doing this in a higher profile context so more people see them!

I hope you think it over, this stuff is too good.

And thank you, I am glad you like Secret Six. And that’s a good point about Catman and the cookies, he SHOULD have smelled them first. Dang!