What thine hell be
that heinous reek!?
 
 

Qwert, we gotta talk.

Hail! Thine foul funk
doth precede yonself!
 
That's because I
crapped my armor.
Wot!? And I doth (cough)
ask thou, good Rupert: why
hath thou (cough) not changed
thine protective plate?
 
We either have to update the
indoor plumbing, or we have to
add a few more shitters.
Doth thou (cough) know how
much (gag) that wouldst cost
our (cough, cough)
already-strained budget?
 
Is that a no? Good Rupert, I (cough, cough)
must bid thee
(gag) farewell!
 
In that case, I'm not going
anywhere. That's right --
I'm staging a shit-in.
Wa -- (cough, cough) -- wot!
I shalt naught (gag) bend to
thine impious fecal-propaganda!
 
 
 
August 8th, 2005

he plugs keep on comin'. Normally, I don't think a webcomic creator would make such a big deal about being plugged in someone's journal. However, I had a year and a half of no updates. I've been adding episodes here and there, trying to get back into the funk and rebuild the fan-base. It's a tad bit more difficult than I'd expected it to be.

For a brief history lesson in the life of LIPP, I present you with a few examples of what one can expect when putting their creative axe to the stone.

Today's payback plug goes to a guy calling himself Gawker. The entry he'd put together about LIPP inspired this news update topic. He writes:

"I chanced upon [Life in Plastic Pants] recently, while surfing 'Ann Coulter Tossed My Salad' (that's a different story altogether). Worth a look if nothing else, just for the sheer batshit creativity in coming up with this idea."

-- Gawker

James, a friend from back home, left a link to LIPP at IGN Sci-Fi back in October of '99:

"But thanks for the great Lego link ('Methinks it must suck to be thou right now, Sir Qwert.')! It has inspired me to darker, more dangerous things."

-- Tobor

Around the same time, Hayes dropped Steve Jackson (of Steve Jackson Games) an e-mail about LIPP. At the time, my knowledge of HTML, servers, and hosting was still pretty limited. As a result, LIPP was hosted by Tripod. Mr. Jackson didn't let the minor faults stop his heavy-handed spanking of the site:

"Well, it's Lego, but the first two strips were pretty lame, and with Tripod loading time, that's all the chances he gets."

-- Steve Jackson

Since then, though, I'd like to think my HTML and graphics skills have far surpassed whatever monkey they've got putting together their site now.

Rob (LIPP's first host that wasn't Tripod, Xoom, or GeoCities) decided he'd throw in his own review minutes later:

"Steve Jackson doesn't write that great of RPGs if you ask me. I read the first two pages and, well, they weren't turning fast enough. That's all the chance he gets."

-- Rob

For a little while, I had a few LIPP link graphics that said, "Life in Plastic Pants. Steve Jackson says, 'It sucks!'"

We got a good laugh outta 'em.

 
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