“He… He’s Weird… Grotesque!”
Even by the standards of 60’s Silver Age wackiness, what is this?
What the everliving fuck is this?
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“There’s a Kid in the White House!”
And yet this is still less absurd than what’s actually occurring in the White House of this fucked-up fun house mirror dimension we’ve all been sent to.
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Batman’s No-Kill Code is Open to Interpretation.
Jet fuel can’t melt steel beams.
Wax candles can’t melt silver statues.
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My First Response to Finding a Giant Fossil Egg is to Hit it With a Hammer Too.
How does that arm even fit in that egg, let alone whatever it’s attached to?
(I swear to God, if any of you make some sort of quip about Dr. Who or TARDIS, I will slap you.)
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There Are No Roller Coasters Here At All!
Here’s just a list of questions I have about this cover:
- Who the hell is that off to the left-hand side there?
- Who the hell is that in the middle?
- What the hell is the red beam of energy?
- What the hell is the blue, presumably glowing, thing?
- What the hell is wrong with the dude’s left foot?
- What the holy fuck does any of this have to do with roller coasters?
