Walked to Chick Fil-A tonight for my free sandwich and came up with an idea to honor the man with a comic in his name, but fuck, it’ll have to come after “Row Your Dream” and “Ninja Magic” (though I recently decided I might switch up their order); he appears to warn me about making a deal with the Devil for a killer bod like his, having lost his soul after the one accelerating contract condition he chose because he never expected to happen, namely a 300-pound man winning the Best Actor Academy Award
. He returns to his place among the pantheon of ripped RIP’d, like you’d see on Regular Show
, including Bruce Lee and OG Khan
.



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