OK, you fuckers, listen up. The world is falling apart out there. Nobody worth a damn can sling two words together to form a sentence or produce anything better than a greasy stain with a pen. Those who can are corrupt, wet little fucks who badly need their faces kicked. We've all done this before- we're mean bastards who can see through all this cheap crap and wrap our hands around the neck of the truth. We can get a good, hard, white-knuckled grip on that fucking windpipe and pull like Hell and not stop until the actuality of the fucking Thing is out for all to see, crying and begging and pissing itself in the streets like the pointless shabbiness it generally amounts to.

We are, after all, Ministers of Ill Communications.



NEXT TARGET

Myths - Describe a commonly peddled element of bullshit that you have observed to false. To more narrowly define, it must be a whopper that members of this group are likely to have heard before. 500 words or one panel of art. Due at 00:00 BST (GMT+1) 5/5/08.

9.4.08

Delayed post posting of posts.

Word up wiggles, if you go to draft.blogger.com to access the Word War you can apparently schedule your post to appear at a time in the future, say, the deadline for the Word War.

:edit - it seems to fuck up on timezones. Either that or I'm not skilled enough at working my computing machine.

--Slobs

Eviscerated by Slobs on 9.4.08

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1) No pulled punches. Aim for the jugular and the crotch.

2) Write and/or draw on the topic set and come in cleanly within the word, size and time limits. Not so much as a second, a word or a pixel over.

3)Do not look at or read anything anyone else has written until after the deadline and you've completely finished what you're doing. 

4) No edits.

5) We discuss the winners and come to a mutual conclusion about which ones were the best. This helps us get better.

6) Someone picks the next topic and sets the limits. Any and all limits are allowed, it's up to whoever sets the topic.

7) Fucking do it.

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