When John Glenn returns from space, everybody dress in Ape Suits.Some of you might remember seeing this as a Nasty Acclamation in the beginning of the last issue of CoN.
Well this is my second movie sugestion thingee for CoN. The reason it's only my second is because Leandro (I know I said I wasn't gonna name names Leo, but I had to) forgot to put my last sugestions in the last issue.
Hello, my name is Alfonso Merkin. I am suffering from rare and deadly diseases, poor scores on final exams, lack of sexual activity, fear of being kidnapped and executed by anal electrocution, and guilt for not sending out 50 billion fucking forwards sent to me by people who actually believe that if you send them, that poor 6 year old girl in Arkansas with lung cancer brought on by second-hand smoke from the cigarettes smoked by the big bad men who kidnapped her and took pornographic pictures of her for use on their child pornography web site will get 6 fucking cents every time you send me the letter.
Since the advent of the Internet, way before the dawn of browsers and Windows compatible programs, I stopped watching television. Why? The reason is simple: Commercials.
I'm writing this on very little sleep. Friday night I went to bed around 3. Woke up on Saturday at 9:30, I worked all day, then my friend came over to watch some movies for Halloween and left around 4 in the morning, so that's when I went to sleep.
This ish of CoN is about TV, and it so happens that I'm uniquely qualified to talk about it. I studied it in school. In fact, I have a Bachelor of Applied Arts in Radio and Television.