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We don’t want to know what you use these Dr. Manhattan Gloves for. We really don’t. Whether you’re using them to act out your darkest of sexual fantasies, or simply need a new pair of dish washing gloves, do as you will, but no asky, no telly.

No matter what you use them for, they are just too damn cool to pass up. I mean, really? You’re not going to own a pair of Dr. Manhattan gloves? And you call yourself a Watchmen fan. Not to mention they would serve as an excellent distraction from your woman’s brute man-hands, which remind you more of Rorschach anyway. How the hell did they even get like that? She’s not a construction worker. Though she might be working some “construction sites” on the side.

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Just wanted to give you my two cents this morning on what I thought about the Watchmen movie. I read the book about six months ago and while I loved the graphic novel, the movie adaption is pure rubbish. So bad, in fact, that I turned the pirated version of the movie off walked out after 40 minutes in. It was slow. It was dull. My three friends and I all agreed that we would rather be doing anything else in a Saturday night but watching the Watchmen.

So yes, that’s the cold hard truth. Those reviews about it being lackluster? Spot on.

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While I doubt in almost every way that this is some officially sanctioned publicity stunt, it doesn’t make this blog, written in the voice and style of Watchmen’s very own ink-blot donning protagonist, Rorschach, any less awesome. He walks the streets at nights, documenting the refuse of the city. And now, he has apparently moved his diary to the interwebz.

Rorschach’s Diary isn’t the greatest produced blog of all time. I mean, it IS on Livejournal. Though the frequent postings and similar graphic style serves as a pretty sweet extension to an already classic universe.

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