I repeat: Space blessings upon the anniversary of your expulsion from the womb!

Space blessings upon the anniversary of your expulsion from the womb!

Creative Director Punch Rockgroin!

Well, if I were a nototorious wise-ass building a high-tech suit for a teenage dork, "Insta-kill" would definitely be the name I'd give the feature that makes him punch himself in the face or something similarly embarrassing for my own viewing pleasure. And probably to teach him some sort of lesson, I guess.

You know it.

I have, several years ago. I played it for an hour or two, got bored and frustrated with wonky tutorial after wonky tutorial, and returned it. I don't remember much about it.

Oh dear God, you're the New Warriors. Stay out of Connecticut!

Man, I hope the whole special isn't as zeitgeist-obsessed as this promo. It works well enough for this series of sight gags, but any more would kind of give the whole thing an air of "Old Man Yells At Future." And we have newspaper comics for that!

Saw: Silent but Deadly

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Distorted versions of the Civil War are kind of your beat, yeah.

Yeah, down with Andrew Johnson!

Spider-Man really is the canary in the coal mine as far as Marvel alternate timelines go. As long as he's still alive, there's hope. If not, everyone's pretty much fucked.

Avatar/comment synergy approaching critical levels, Captain!

*Manic Pixie Dream Girl Signal lights up the Gotham sky*

Once when I was in college, some guys in a truck drove past me and one yelled "F——t N——r!" Being a white dude walking home alone, I was more confused than anything else. I presume alcohol and stupidity were involved.

Space blessings upon your successful mating ritual.

Me too! I mean, I have it now, but I forgot.

Let me get this straight, does anyone here not have amnesia?

That would have been preferable, I agree.