The zine you love to hate was birthed in the rat-infested bowels of old Folsom Prison, yup, THAT Folsom Prison by a
collective of punks, hooligans, outcasts and misfits. After 24 issues of mayhem and political incorrectness that earned it unprecedented bashing by much of the punk rock illuminati, COB went into forced retirement as the original crew got shipped off to various prisons scattered throughout California. But like a bad penny, it has turned up again. This time, Chairmen Ed, one of the original founders, along with Ginger Vitis, has breathed life back into this stillborn love child of Sid Vicious and Caroline Rhea. The result is a collection of raw and original material from the first 24 issues of COB with new material scattered throughout. Cut 'n paste and diy as fuck, COB continues to offend and entertain and enlighten all who read it.
From COB #25
Staff writer, hater, caribou fondler and bearer of bad news, Sir Faith was euthanized this week asfter a vicious battle with cancer of the penis and testicles. The fatal injection, made of three-month-old Yoo-Hoo, the ashes of a MRR 'Ransom Notes' article, kerosene and Drano, was administered by Resident Punk Nurse and Chairmen of the Bored staff writer, Ms. Ginger Vitis. Because of the mind-numbing capabilities of Erika Ransom's verbiage, he felt no pain. After years of dedication, slave driving, cell fires and contributions to Chairmen of the Bored, we say, goodbye Sir Faith. You will be missed... occasionally.
COB #25: 32 pages, full size. $3.