The Weekly Haul Dollar Bin Safari!

Greetings boo believers! Here in the swamp it is cold and wet, and the provisions in the basement are running low. I’m going to have to trudge out into the cold and face the hordes of penguin warriors again just to be gawked at as the lone swamp ghoul in the local supermarket. In spite of the dearth of groceries, we have a stockpile of dollar bin finds and small press sundries we’ve amassed over the last two months, welcome to the Weekly Haul Dollar Bin Safari! Let’s see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?

GIANT SIZE Weekly Haul HOLIDAY EDITION! PART II!

Season’s beatings, you unwashed little creeps! Welcome back to the Giant-Sized Weekly Haul Holiday round up! Yep, it’s damn near February and we’re still calling it a Holiday edition! The sprawling swampland I call home is in deep freeze right now, as a roving band of militant penguin marauders have invaded the frozen waters while the alligators and snakes lie in seasonal cryo-stasis beneath the permafrost. Here in the mansion, 200 fireplaces aren’t enough to keep that damp cold out of my bones, The Widow Sunday won’t leave the hearth, and Mr. Jackson has built a nest for himself on his bed out of comics. So while he’s up, let’s see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?

GIANT SIZE Weekly Haul HOLIDAY EDITION! PART I!

***Holy Holiday Shnikies, reader!  I started writing this particular episode of our feature  over a month ago! About halfway through Mr. Jackson’s drinking got out of hand and we ended up having to fight hobgoblins on the roof with a tire iron and an old skillet. So bear in mind the post-dating on the writing.

–Grim Doin’sWelcome back motherfuckers! Six months! That’s how long it’s been since least we met for our Sinful little sewing circle. But here we are again, it’s just you and me now, sport. The snow is falling outside and Mr. Jackson and I are in the cluttered attic of our Mansion home digging for the outdoor Christmas lights. If you’ve ever seen the last shot of Citizen Kane, the attic is like that, but more cluttered. As you can see though, Mr. Jackson has been drinking (he’s a God damn wreck around the holidays, and the etymological source of the phrase “party animal”) and insisted on dragging up our recent comic purchases and doing this right now. It’s just as well, because I’ve fallen out of the habit, and what better motivation to resurrect the weekly haul than the drunken insistence of your sharp-clawed familiar? Let’s see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?

The Weekly Haul

Roll on thunder, Shine on lightnin’, it’s time for another Weekly Haul! Holy Crabtits its hot and muggy out! I live an a swamp, which is essentially a subtropical hellscape this time of year. Alligators are fanning themselves on shady porches and birds are bursting into flame mid-flight. Here in the rambling mansion my family and I call home, Mr. Kittycat Jackson is stretching out on the cool, kidney colored linoleum floor of our kitchen and I am taking intermittent naps in a guest-room bathtub filled with ice. My lovely wife, the Widow Sunday, is nice and cool at her job, in the frigid halls of the Mortitian’s school down the road. If you’re not melting right now, let’s dive in and see what’s in the stash this week, eh?

GIANT – SIZE Weekly Haul #11

Good evening! The sun may be out where you are, but it’s a warm, rainy night here in the swamp. Outside in the distance, the bass-line ripple of thunder underscores the discordant, drunken beat of the rain and the high chorus of the cicadas, and here in the rambling Mansion my wife, my ancient monster-cat friend, and I call home, it is time for another Giant Sized edition of the Weekly Haul! We’ve been gone for almost a month, but the amount of comics we have accrued is downright irresponsible, so let’s dive right in and see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?

The Weekly Haul

Good evening, and welcome to the weekly haul! It’s been a busy week terrorizing local churches here in the swamp, but tonight I’m curled up with the Widow and my cat compatriot Mr. Jackson, and my bottomless reading pile. Let’s see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?

GIANT-SIZED Weekly Haul #10

The swamp thaws!  Alligators burst forth from the floating blocks of ice that imprisoned them in suspended animation, The tide of the Raccoon/ Bear war takes a turn in favor of the Raccoon kingdom, and here at The rambling old swamp mansion, we can once more traverse previously avalanche-blocked mountain passes to the news stand. It is time once more for the weekly haul! let’s see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?

The Weekly Haul

Greeting, you graceless, grass-fed goons, and welcome, to the first Weekly Haul of 2018! We’ve been gone for quite some time, working the graveyard shift for a ghoulish enterprise far away from The hot, muggy dank of our swamp home. But the contract is up, and I’ve returned to our weekly feature with a vengeance! As you can see, Mr. Kittycat Jackson is already weary of my wordy introductions, so let’s see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?

GIANT-SIZE Weekly Haul #666

Children! It is October! And inspite of a long absence I write to you know on my ghoulish cellphone from the Widow’s and my country house north of Salem. There are dead leaves in the dirty ground, and pumpkins as far as the eye can see. It’s a perfect season for reading, so let’s see what’s in the stash today, shall we?

Giant-Sized Weekly Haul #8

Good Evening, and welcome back to the Weekly Haul! This feature has been a little less than “weekly” of  late, I know, but it’s free. We got a whole lot of great stuff these last few weeks, and as you can see Kittycat Jackson is rolling with glee, so let’s cut the spooky intro and see what’s in the stash this week, shall we?