Brawl Group.on July 9, 2012 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Comic
Those are some pretty dumb rules if you ask me.
In book news, I’ve found a printer for the book! After a round of proofreading it should be going out this week to be proofed and then printed. Now that the majority of the work is done, I can get to work on all the incentives. Also if you supported during the Indiegogo campaign keep an eye on the email you supplied for some things coming this week!
Nice one, now I need to watch that movie again!
I always enjoyed finchers movies.
Rule two: there is NO RULES!!!!!
hey now rule two is still you don’t talk about fight club.
Where’s Edward Norton?
You can’t have one without the other.
Bob has bitch tits.
I think you may have missed the end of that film…
Edward Norton was at the end.
Self improvement is masturbation…
And everyone always talks about fight club!
I am jacks brain. I think this is a great comment.
paradox rules are awesome…*head blows up from paradox*
OH GOD! SOME ONE CALL A DOCTOR!
No, call a physicist!
Don’t worry, it’s obvious that that was a paradox version of himself, so he was doomed from the start.
Edward Norton standing around in a basement, punching himself…club. Hm, just doesn’t have the same ring to it.
I still show up to see it happen.
That just got me thinking… In the movie, how and why did so many people join Fight Club if no-one’s supposed to talk about it?
That’s going to bug me, now. Ah well.
people are bad at following rules. it’s just another metaphor to project mayhem.
Nowadays you can just put it down as Foursquare or LinkedIn or the like.
[User name] is currently at Fight Club (Don’t tell people). Address: 123 Somewhere Ave, Town City.
I can proof read the ass off that sucker for you! free!
I appreciate the offer I already got lynn to proof read it!
First rule was not to talk about it, last rule was if this is your first night, you have to fight. This always bothered me.
Yeah… seemed paradoxical at the least. Over dramatic at the most.
Ya know, I probably should have mentioned this a LONG LONG TIME AGO but upon adding your webcomic to my browser’s bookmark list, I put it at the top spot on my webomic reading list. That’s right ARG, you’ve been my #1 webcomic for… at least six months now. Maybe you care, maybe you don’t, but I just wanted to let you know. Have a kickass day and don’t let up with the awesomely great comics!
Ya know lately I was feeling kinda stressed and down and this comment made my day. Thank you for your awesome support. I will keep on trying to be your top webcomic. Thank you again for the kind and awesome words! You have a great day too!
It’s Man Telepathy. You see someone with manly face bruises and you telepathically know that you must follow them. Man Telepathy. That’s what lets you distinguish between shame bruises from someone beating the crap out of you and manly pride bruises from a mutual beating. It’s also what made a group of men believe they should listen to someone who was literally punching himself in the face.
His name is Robert Paulson
His name is Robert Paulson
His name is Robert Paulson.
You don’t tell people about Fight Club. You show them Fight Club. WIth your fists.
I must be one of the few people in the civilised world who hasn’t seen Fight Club! I think Brad Pitt’s character is imaginary or something, right?!
You want a dumb rule?
The government official in charge of inspecting my workplace, has told me I must put in place a written procedure (in their specially provided book), to document how I do a very minor part of my job.
My job is one that needs a bit of skill and at least a modicum of sense to perform.
But I have to write out a procedure, for the one person doing the job (me), for me to follow, that I’ll never read, let allow follow… or else they’ll close us down.
Just make up as much crazy shit as you can then.