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Circa 2003, my good friend and co-conspirator Manna linked to me a webcomic that he found particularly frustrating. "Dude,
you have to see this!" He shouted and copypasted the link to
me.
"No really, this one has a badness that is absolutely transcendent." Naturally, I'm paraphrasing this to make both parties look better seeing as how A) back in 2003 neither of us spoke or wrote like this and B) the logs have been lost to the ages so everything I'm relating to you is hearsay anyway. But I digress. "Imagine a completely-unintentional Pokey the Penguin!" Sure, he didn't actually say this, I'm embellishing a four year old story. Litigate, I defy you. "Oh
so it's like Doctor Who then?"
"Yeah, exactly like that!" I clicked the link, as should you: FOGClub Dot Net. At the time, mid-2003, the story was neck-deep in a self-insertion fanfic in which the characters occupied the world of Jet Grind Radio (no shit!) but were given the powers of the characters from Sonic The Hedgehog (no shit!). If you click the link today, you'll be greeted with an image of Our Heroes (Scott, Annamae ((again, no shit!)), Erin and Kevin) eating some pie and exclaiming how great it is. I suppose this is some sort of Pop Culture LOL regarding comic books or comic book movies from a comic book I haven't read or a comic book movie I haven't seen. (special hint, available only to subscribers! It's from Spider-Man 3) So, what the fuck? This was my, and will be your introduction to this madcap, wild, wooly, absolutely batshit insane world of FOGClub. Over the years, I've become a fan of the work and the boy that created it. Now, I present to you - all of you out there on the internet - a glimpse into the world of FOGClub, its creator Dennis Kanenwisher (who I will refer to as D-Kane or Dennykun if I'm feeling charitable, 8=D~ if I'm not, simply because he absolutely flips the fuck out if his name is mentioned on a weblog or wikipedia entry or whatever, despite the fact that his name is plastered all over his own blog, his web comic((s, he has two)) and his deviantart page.) Strap yourself in and prepare for the G-forces as I regale you with articles and essays pertaining to how this manchild with an overt obsession with the Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers and an art degree has touched my life and God willing, will touch yours. I'd also like to take this final paragraph to remind you, gentle reader, that I am neither mocking nor deriding FOGClub, Dennis Kanenwisher or any of his work, I am simply providing a window into my own window upon his extensive body of work and... Oh fuck it, I can't even type that with a straight face. FOGClub is a qualified, quantified piece of shit. Its creator is a complete douchebag spazoid narcissist with an inferiority complex. But God if I don't love them both so.
Like it or not, D-Kane, I'm your biggest fan, even though I sort of despise
you and everything for which you stand. This journal will be an undying
testament to how much I simultaneously love and loathe both you and your
work.
Ganbatte, Dennykun!
--Steve "Tome" Van Pelt
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