I’ve had and worn this Human Waste Project shirt since myself and the other WFAL metal guys saw them play in 1998. In Toledo, I think. We got in for free, on the condition that we “bought a shirt or something.” The shirt outlasted the band by a decade or more. I’d still wear it if it didn’t have gross crystallized deodorant stains. Goodbye, Human Waste Project shirt. You had a hell of a run.
Shit, Boomerang… I thought your new costume was stupid BEFORE you referred to it as a blouse. From Tales to Astonish #87
On a night when I can’t seem to fall asleep
I have access to rare, exclusive information. But before I have a chance to save it, or even take a look at it, I wake up from a dream.
Worse yet, I left the dream working my way through a clockwork puzzle of a crowd of people to go out for a smoke. I’m not currently (regularly) smoking.
Goddammit.
Don’t you dare mock the greatest Marvel super villain. From the unstoppable Paste-Pot Pete’s first appearance in Strange Tales #104
The hilarious discovery that DC’s new title is actually “Justice League of America’s Vibe” inspires the immediate and childish response of “They share one?” Sure, Wonder Woman and Zatanna are great. But you don’t want to know what Martian Manhunter has in mind for your multispeed vibrating function, buddy.









