Posts Tagged black humor
Pride and Prejudice… now with more zombies!
Posted by CyberLizard in Uncategorized on February 25, 2009
For the Goddess and her Jane Austen book club friends, may I tempt you into something a little… different?
Pride and Prejudice and Zombies — Pride and Prejudice and Zombies features the original text of Jane Austen’s beloved novel with all-new scenes of bone-crunching zombie action. As our story opens, a mysterious plague has fallen upon the quiet English village of Meryton—and the dead are returning to life! Feisty heroine Elizabeth Bennet is determined to wipe out the zombie menace, but she’s soon distracted by the arrival of the haughty and arrogant Mr. Darcy. What ensues is a delightful comedy of manners with plenty of civilized sparring between the two young lovers—and even more violent sparring on the blood-soaked battlefield as Elizabeth wages war against hordes of flesh-eating undead. Complete with 20 illustrations in the style of C. E. Brock (the original illustrator of Pride and Prejudice), this insanely funny expanded edition will introduce Jane Austen’s classic novel to new legions of fans.
Hat tip to Bioephemera
Mmmmmm, babies
Posted by CyberLizard in Uncategorized on February 17, 2009
Don’t you hate it when this happens?
Posted by CyberLizard in Uncategorized on October 22, 2008
Nailed it!
Posted by CyberLizard in Politics on October 22, 2008
Jon Stewart and his crew over at the Daily Show have managed to hit the nail squarely on the head. And then pound it in. Until it hurts so much you laugh. After working up a righteous indignation by watching Keith Olberman, it is a welcome relief to view the ridiculous side of this clusterf#@k.
Nobody Fucks With John McCain
Posted by CyberLizard in Politics on October 15, 2008
Nobody fucks with John McCain
Hat tip:: Liberals Must Die
The Bush (and Republican) Legacy
Posted by CyberLizard in Politics on September 30, 2008
| Ozymandius by: Percy Bysshe Shelley |
| Adaptation by: The CyberLizard |
| I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert… Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal these words appear: My name is Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away. |



