jr conlin's ink stained banana

Sadly, the last great honest newspaper is coming to an end.

The tabloid that i, one day, hoped to write for, will be no more as of August. The tabloid my grandmother got me hooked on will shuffle it's own mortal coil.

This is a sad day.

So long, Weekly World News. Thank you for being there to bring us the truth, regardless of what other non-elvis clad, bigfooted, alien supported folks think.

Seriously, who the hell cares about some celeb's botched boob job when you can find out why your cat is silently trying to tap into your bank account.