I took a moment out of my busy life being tossed around by the fates in a storm of chaos to sit down and talk about a comic book. Too much is happening in this life and there is much that weighs upon me. Daredevil knows. He gets it. He's the only guy that understands my plight, so it's my job to tell you about his.
In this morbid chapter of Matt Murdock's miserable life he's in jail with a bunch of lowlifes. Then he gets out just in time to get drawn in to some broad's plot cause she smells too pretty to resist, and then some 2nd rate Marvel brand Scarecrow wannabe spooks his hot blind wife so bad she ends up in the nuthouse.
Such is life for heroes like us. Stalking the streets at night, defending the downtrodden, kicking the shit out of bad guys and getting shit on by the world at every turn. Daredevil is hated by the God he loves, but loved by God's other favorite punching bag, me. That's better anyway because I'm actually real, I think.
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2025-08-09 17:15:51 +0000 UTCDungeon Floozy
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