Dear friends, dear friends, if you did not know it yet, I'm the last phase of my recovery prud'hommales certificates as part of the case-who oppose you-know-if-you-are-the-current-bin-if-then-eh-demand (or takes the time to peel a bit of the blog zozos Illiterate Association, with whom I'd Marulaz place in Besançon, Friday May 1 to celebrate the France that we must recover, Assedic, the red rose hips, the bullshit Frederic Lefebvre, his mother, and brace yourself, work, so if my good lady).
As such, I expect the 4 people who read what is left of this blog to inform me as soon tell the parts and for all extra info, feel free to contact me, I nose in there at the bottom right now, I ca not be too complicated to answer warf warf! I count on you friends, I count on you buddy. Super thank you, in advance.
In my next post we'll talk about Rock Paper Scissors a visit and a nice surprise to fans of good comics, and hopefully also for those who do (good comics should take a bit shit).
We discuss things as diverse as the contents of two mysterious parcels originating from overseas, including one moultes vinyl of the big time (66-72, mthrfckrs!), And another, strictly chouttes fanzines contemporaries.
Good weekend next month.
(Fig. 4: Maoist working intensively on the formation of a first part of his defense issue)
