Poor Infinite, only one comment and no reviews here on iFanboy. Feel sorta bad for it. Like that fucked up puppy you see at the pound. You know shouldn’t take it home but you just can’t help yourself. Then once you get it home it shits all over the carpet and chews up your playstation cables. Fucking dog.

Well I’ve been trying to write up a review for Infinite #3 like 12 times now and each time I just end up deleting what I wrote. Why the hell can’t I review this comic? Was it bad? Maybe, a little bit. But not really that bad that I’m thinking of dropping the book. It’s still fun and shit but perhaps the novelty is wearing off and I want something more substantial. Like, when you have cake for dinner. I mean it’s good and stuff and I love cake, but too much cake makes you feel all woozy and sick. Like when you stare at a Liefeld panel for too long – oooh cheap shot.

What the hell am I talking about? This review sucks the ball sack. Sorry.

Bottom line, if you are a fan of eating cake dinner, this is the comic for you!

cheers