DUMB BUM'S BIG BANG
OUR VERY OWN LITTLE STORY
All good things need to begin somewhere. Unfortunately for us all, so do the bad ones...
To the source of all things: an Enigma!
What would occur if inadvertedly, an over paranoid, mid-crissed moronic philosophy teacher, who recently discovered all about her lame Indian roots, suddenly collided with a bunch of bored students, consisted of 2 highly creative ones, loaded with sugar, but running low on "Class Focus" abilities?
If you guessed "C", you are correct! Even though "B" (Sequential death of the students) was also a plausible but more tragic answer.
For those of you just joining us, let me share with you the content of Answer "C":
One of the two students, the creative and good looking one, (Lets call him "Mike" for more reasons than none) decided to make a dumb character out of his afro-growing friend. He named him for no particular reason, even if the guy’s real name is Julien and the afro, that he then possessed, WAS kind of '70s.
The first issue of Disco Jul gave birth to Dumb Bum, and surprisingly hit big among low-brained college dwellers. The lure of profit tricked the founders of Dumb Bum to pursue the lost cause of comics.
Dumb Bum comics is often compared to anti-flee shampoo, or Fluorescent underpants, for having a big market demand, and a diversified line of products. But it always seems to sell too quickly, just like Meat Flavoured Tan Lotion: Constantly sold-out on the racks.
Ten years later, following the original sin of Dumb Bum's conception, we still find ways to be politically incorrect (even after the death of our dearest Peruvian humour).
We still kick the competition’s ugly ass! Or so our advertising logos claim…