One of my greatest comic regrets is that I passed up the opportunity to buy a big box of Chick tracts from Gosh comics last year. I hovered over them for about five minutes but decided against parting with my cash. When I returned a week later someone else had bought them. Damn their fucking eyes to hell!
I doubt Gosh will ever get another box in. Who knows what these nasty little booklets were doing in the shop anyway, I'd seen a couple before but never in a comic shop which contains nothing but stuff that Jack Chick would do his nut over.
If you haven't heard of Jack Chick, then you should check out his work, it's a scary look into the mind of a religious bigot but for all its creepiness it's also damn funny.
My own personal favourite of his many tracts is Dark Dungeons. Genius, if only I'd known all this before I picked up The Warlock of Firetop Mountain back in the day.
I'm tempted to add Chick's list of tracts to linkorama, but I'm not sure I could cope with something that nasty being permanently grafted onto my blog. Come to think of it that's what stopped me buying that box from Gosh in the first place - there's something evil about them thar Chick tracts.