Why mince words when a real cutdown has more bite? “If you can’t take the heat, fuck off.” “You scratch my back and I’ll stop bad-mouthing you to everyone.”
After being translated into French, back into English, into Portugese, and back again into English: “For effleure external of the adventure, I will admit…”
Besides finding a great double live Harry Belafonte record, I happened upon a couple of original Beatles records, both for the low price of two dollars each.
The premise is simple: Some scumbags do something really nasty to some pretty nice folks, and then those nice folks get to kill the crap out of the scumbags.
Now you can buy primo copies of such classics as Halloween, Dawn of the Dead, and Martin for a few measly bucks. Some companies are even adding deleted scenes.
Prior to Trainspotting, the guilty parties created this grimmer, yet equally-amusing film. Three friends, one corpse, a case of cash, and plenty of dark laughs.
Remember, it’s your Comic Book Store, they just own it, work there, and pay all the bills. But when you talk to them, you might not wanna harp on that stuff…