"Hot shot, sex pot!"What's Tank Girl about? "In issue one I bagged off with a kangaroo. In issue two I made President Hogan sh*t his pants. In issue three I'm hunted by some of Australia's nastiest bounty hunters!" How do I describe Tank Girl? Let's free associate. Happy chaos. Anarchy. Anarchy in the UK. Not UK. Australia. Hot. Desert. Barren. Need cold drinks. Beer. So much beer. Pissed. Driving pissed and driving over people. Driving tanks off cliffs. Running from baddies. Bad hangovers. Bad dreams. Dreaming and waking in bed with a kangaroo. Weird animals. Weird friends. Weird comics. Tank Girl is a free spirit. She loves to drink and party and have fun. She likes to hang out and devise weird half-ass plans and get in trouble and fight with and run from undesirables. More importantly, though, these very short comics operate on the writer's whim, much like free association. The plots are very thin and loose. Things just sort of happen. Lessons aren't always learned. Actually, I don't think lessons are ever learned. It's about the experience, the journey, not the destination. These comics represent the rejection of the system and social standards and even the rules of stories themselves: mostly plotless, but comedic, crass, sexual, riddled with typos, filled with random notes and pictures and creatures and quotes, poems and thoughts and rants, letters and lyrics, even the music listened to while creating the comics is listed, like notebooks of angsty clever teens. And...it's brilliant.These comics star: Tank Girl. Jet Girl. Sub Girl. Stevie. Booga (the Kangaroo). Camp Koala. Mr. Precocious (the Mouse). Squeeky Toy Rat. Ben Green. And lastly, there's a cactus named Robert De Niro.Some quotes:"Curiosity killed the prat bozo!""You're a guitar without strings. An angel without wings!""Jesus H. Christ Mother of God, Mammary Madness!" "Now our super star Blane Shacklebottom talks about his new book, 'How to be a Boring Shithead!'" "Hot shot, sex pot!""She is a throwback to the ancient days when women were built like cars.""She is the bottle feed daughter of the throw away age.""The toilet gargles on last nights tandoori.""As Venus rose from the waves all mankind bowed in awe of her beauty...""And the quarterback is toast!""One thing that has always disturbed me is the fact that people have two sets of clothes-a scruffy set for mucking about in and a smart set for going out in. I mean, do you change into a different person when you go somewhere "special"? No! You're still the same bumhole you were building that tree house this morning. So why dress different? Are we living in the Middle Ages? Are you all suckers for that sophistication crap they pump out on t.v.? Or do you lick the boots of those big men type wankers with lots of cash? If there's one thing I can't stand it's vanity, especially in blokes. I love my clothes.""Mmmh! Smells good Booga. I'll have eggs, tomatoes, bacon, sausage, corn on the cob, fried bread, baked beans, porridge, soup, egg fritters, toast and jam, ice cream, boiled carrots, potatoes, your mother's ass, and a huge mug of tea... ..pa-leez."My only concern for this zany homebrew of comic chaos is the black and white, at least in this version. I mean, I'm a ’90s kid, my life has always been in color. And the artwork is so highly detailed, crazy detailed, that ironically the details melt together and become a wash of black and the lettering can be hard to read sometimes. Not always. It depends on the panel and what's happening. That's the trouble with only black. So if there was color to set things apart, embolden the details, shove the lettering into the quiet background, this comic would really sail among the best. This was a slow read for me simply because there is so much meat to stew over. So take it slow.