Happy New Year! We here at Up to my Nipples are resolute in making 2011 a year of growth. Please, stick around and help us make it a reality.
The storyline has gone from light-hearted to over-the-top in, like, 2 strips. This one’s got a Dr. McNinja vibe going.
My man Tommy helped come up with some alternate Santa One-liners: “I’m dreaming of a red christmas, just like the one you’ll get to know…in HELL.” “All I want for Christmas is you… dead.” Send in your own, and if they’re amply awesome you’ll gain fame and fortune when we paste them into the next blog post. And nipples points, if you’ve an inclination to amass those sorts of things.
The NERF N-Strike Stampede ECS Blaster is a real thing,
and the actual toy is as absurd as its name implies. It’s so
ridiculous that I can hardly believe it’s a real thing. I think that when NERF first started making big guns, SNL did a fake
commercial for an exaggerated version of one, and the N-Strike was it.
The only things this bad boy’s missing are three scopes mounted one atop
the other, and a secret dart that shoots out the bottom of the handle. In my mind, there’s a NERF arms escalation going on. May the twelve-year-old with the richest parents win.