Minneapolis becomes Gay Asgard.

The most disturbing thing about this story is that there is a segment of our population that is somehow still managing to be offended by "profane" words. Thank goodness the station is taking steps to protect us all from naughty words.

A goldfish in a lifejacket. It makes me think of poor Herbie Robinson.

Worst? Oh no, no, no... BEST superhero.

As a lonely, neuter entity adrift in a dying shell of a life, this comic really speaks to me.

I think it may be more realistic, at least as far as my own life is concerned, to scan for bi-annual positives.