Archive for the 'Friday Night Fights' Category

Friday Night Fights – Off Limits

According to the Archie Comic Publications Guidelines For Use Of Characters, subsection (g), they shall never be shown engaging in violent or abusive behavior.

Bahlactus allows for certain exceptions.

Posted in Archie, Friday Night Fights on October 24th, 2008 by Steven

Friday Night Fights – Du Rififi Chez Les Hommes

In honour of the upcoming Bastille Day celebrations, Muñoz and Sampayo present a sheriff getting clocked in an alleyway, en Francais, from their collection of Alack Sinner stories l’âge des désenchantements.

Voulez-vous couchez avec Bahlactus, ce soir?

Posted in Friday Night Fights, Le Fuck You on July 11th, 2008 by Steven

Friday Night Fights – Welcome To The Jungle

Look at the shoes you’re filling,
Look at the blood we’re spilling.

Rock ‘N Roll Comics #1, straight from a late ’80s Rose City convenience store to you.

Posted in Crue, Friday Night Fights, G 'n f'n R on June 6th, 2008 by Steven

Friday Night Fights – Enter Snowman

Most people seem to think that Frank Frazetta leapt fully formed from the brow of Crom, but the truth is he cut his teeth on humour comics before entering the field of violent paperback covers. And sometimes, as in his very first comics work, he was able to combine the two.

Thumpetty thump thump, thumpety thump thump.

Posted in Frazetta, Friday Night Fights on May 9th, 2008 by Steven

Friday Night Fights: Please Torpedo, Don’t Hurt ‘Em

Friday Night Fights returns, this time in glorious black+white.

So does that mean they’re making comics in colour now? And here I was just getting used to the idea of talkies.

In the good ol’ days, a man might enjoy a cigarette while kicking you in the balls and pistol whipping your brother, but he always knew when to draw the line.

Or not.

I may be bringing the black and white, but Bahlactus has the market cornered on black and blue.

Posted in Friday Night Fights, Torpedo, nards on April 18th, 2008 by Steven

Friday Night Fights: Papa Clank!

Kids these days think the term ‘old school’ only goes back as far as their Nintendos and their Snorks.

Before you were born your grandma and grandpa were dishing out punishment with a wrench, the wing of a plane and some good ol’ American gumption. Now that’s ‘old school’.

When he was a kid Bahlactus walked four miles, in a blizzard, uphill in both directions just so he could school you!

Posted in Dude Hennick Will Kick Your Ass, Friday Night Fights on March 28th, 2008 by Steven