I can be a real arse.
For the record, the semantic quandary posed by DT in the third panel really just boils down to a difference between a chemical burn and a heat burn. I tried very hard to sculpt the script from that block of granite, but the word-count was such that I would have had to have pictures here in order to maintain equilibrium. DT’s wordy enough.
Rise of the Guardians is good. You should go see it. Preferably with a child, though it’s hardly necessary. The movie plays out a lot like The Avengers, and sprinkles in just enough Bleach to make it fiercely exciting. Also featured: a properly Russian Father Christmas dual-wielding royal sabers. If that doesn’t get you into the theatres you need to report to the nearest maintenance yard.
Ja.