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Speaking from personal experience, I can say without hesitation that there is no relationship on the planet comparable to brotherhood. Friendships, business partnerships, and marriages are all pretty cool, but the connections between their members don’t carry the same weight as those between brothers. After all, we’re talkin’ about dudes bonded by BLOOD! And hell, I know that there’re some cool sisterhoods out there, but sorority members don’t have anything that fraternity members don’t have as well.

And yes, that includes slumber-party conversations about periods and boys’ dinkies.

In fact, the only relationship more inherently powerful than brotherhood is that of the METAL BROTHERHOOD! When you take two dudes that share genetic material, give them musical instruments, and encourage their bad ideas, then you’re bound to get something diabolically beautiful. Brothers – dudes that’ve spent their formative years hanging out, watching movies together, beating the shit out of each other, stealing nudie mags for one another – are more adept at collaborating on solos and breakdowns and subversive lyrics than anyone else.

With that in mind, we must now ask – who are most deserving of being known as The Brothers Metal?

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Yo!, Caff Pow here. Just dropping a quick programming note. Today’s updates are/will be sparse. I stayed up all night so I could march the Better Half to the Aluminum Flying Tube Port so she could scale the skyways to Cali, then promptly slept until something like 1:30. This evening I’ll be busy spending it with an Uncle of the Brothers Omega, and thus I don’t know when  phalanges  shall touch keyboard again.

Hopefully the day has gone fortuitously for ya’ll.

Got any plans for the weekend?

Welcome to Friday.

After the shitstorm that is the workweek, there’re plenty of ways to unwind. If your favorite sports team is in town, you could head to the game and cheer on the athletes. After all, sports heroes love their fans! Or, if sports aren’t your thing, you could go to the theater so as to bask in the relaxation of a concert. And if worst comes to worst, you could do your chores and then waste time with your friends.

But when it comes to end of the week refreshment, there’s really only one perfect accompaniment. Whether you’re playing video games or shredding on an eight-string, there’s a surefire way to make your experience more enjoyable. This means of party-amplification is, of course, sippin’ on a fine-ass brew.

This Friday sees me sampling Bannatyne’s Scotch Ale.

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There’s an international trailer for Prometheus, and it doesn’t feature a lick of new footage. However it does feature new…editing? And that’s got to count for something. (…I think?)

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Darwin almost collected himself another award. Some dude was trying to crush a 6,000 calorie hamburger at the Heart Attack Grill when he began to own the restaurant’s name himself. 6,000 calories. WTF, mate.

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Hot off playing the Mass Effect 3  demo comes this glory. This truth. This Miranda cosplay.

Hit the jump for the goods.

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Justified kicks off this week with Limehouse coming back from his deal with Dickie.   Turns out, Limehouse isn’t as honest as we though he was.   He’s hiding a large amount of money from Dickie and tried to sneak one by him.   From what I gather about this scene, it looks like there might be issues in Limehouse’s crew.   It will be interesting to see how he deals with it.

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Fucking shit, man. We should just call it Sam Humphries Wank Week here at OL. Dude is going cosmic-big on the blow-up scale. The latest news? He’s co-writing (and eventually ascending to single writer) Ultimate Comics Ultimates  with Jonathan Hickman. This should answer what happens when two of my favorites collide. This is Brubaker/Fraction on Iron Fist  levels of bonery.

Hit the jump for details and artwork.

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Here at OL, the regular lead regular lives. Sometimes that sheezy gets in the way of timely column posting, and for that I hope you forgive us. Tuesday is the typical day I churn this pig out. As is evident, I did not. After getting home from a  day on campus at 10:00 pm, I lived the life of a winner. Which is to say I ate a burrito, an entire bag of Sweethearts, and went to bed. A caloric nightmare.

Let’s party anyways. This is Funny Books We Snagged This Week, the column where we gather together and share our choice choices in the comic book world for a given week. Don’t know what is coming out (I suppose came out)? Visit ComicList.

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