Mongrels Promotional Fallout
Was supposed to be just, you know, fun. But then the news services got hold of it:
I don’t even know if it finally sold any Mongrels, really.
And here’s a grab from the Daily Mail—much the same, just, without the Newcastle Beerwolf:
I mean, if you can’t trust the Daily Mail, who can you trust, right?
Well, maybe them:
Though the surprise, it’s going to be that the werewolves from Dog Soldiers are lurching around.
And, while this is cool and all:
We didn’t really capitalize on it, by, say, setting up a Mongrels table on the way to the deep, dark, wolf woods, i.e. that line of trees there, that’s maybe what they call a ‘hedgerow?’ I mean, whatever it is, we could have sold torches on the way to it. And pitchforks. It would have been perfect.
You live and you learn, though, right?
Next time, next time.