So in this week’s Dustinland, I mention Fred Durst in the last panel. Just to clear this up, I am not happy someone is comparing me to Fred Durst because I like or respect him in any way. Because his band was one of the worst of all time for many reasons, beyond just the music. Basically, I was saying I didn’t feel very manly through the whole comic, and then I talk about this time a gay dude said I was not just straight, but VERY straight – as straight as Fred Durst, who at the time was a good example of stupid macho male bullshit. You know, “HEY BRO, FUCK YEAH!” That kinda thing.
As for being manly though, really, who cares. I’m fine the way I am. I’m just a skinny dude from the city. I live my life, I go to work, come home, draw mildly funny comics on occasion. Sure, it would be nice to have 20-inch pythons and be able to kill a stag with a bow and arrow, but hey, whatever. The dude abides.
Well, I just had a few beers and it’s the 4th of July so I can’t really write anymore without sounding even dumber. Merry Christmas!