a putrid pile of pish it was, with badly-drawn strips and puerile humour
by adults trying a tad too desperately to be anarchic and down-wiv-the-
kids. There were some good artists working on the comic as well, but
sadly not enough to elevate it above where it belonged - in a pigsty
along with all the other sh*t to be found there.
ing shadow that clings on today by its decaying fingertips), it took a
publisher around two years to recoup the expense of launching
a new comic onto the market.
|Basic, repetitive art, overwhelmingly bad lettering.|
H'mm, now I see where The Dandy took its cue from
a half year period. It started as a fortnightly, changed to a weekly
fact that the page count was soon reduced and the mag switched to
However, if you liked the comic, don't worry - you're allowed
to. Nobody will come to your house and arrest you, although it
could be argued that bad taste should be a chargeable offence - with
capital punishment as a possible option when it comes to sentencing.
So your memories are secure, but face the facts - a crime was
committed and the comics-buying public was the victim.
So - Oink? Ouch! Perhaps that was when the decline set in.