They will be when we're done with 'em.

Christmas on IBC. 'Yule' love it!

Impossible.

And for my encore:
Born
Lotsa Fraggin
Last Czarnian
More Fraggin
Paid to Frag
Main Man

Robertson did a nice, wacky futuristic book a couple years back called Ballistic. It's some of the stuff he was drawing in Transmet, but on his own deadline schedule he could put in a lot more detail and the visuals are better for it.
Getting it in singles was kind of a hassle, it was from a new Small Press publisher…

I remember selling that Flashpoint to people looking for the Johns crossover.
Unethical, you say? Read that and read the Else worlds Flashpoint and then look me in the eye and tell me those customers didn't get a FAR better story for their money.
Seriously: Hardboiled non powered PI Ralph Dibney and

The Johns & Kollins Flash 182 Captain Cold story that reads great with 'behind blue eyes' or the John Broome Flash 182 that does the Silver Age staple 'hero becomes afraid of their gimmick' plot?

I was hoping Tangent Superman would be the Other Harvey Dent that 2 Face had to fight in the Question one.

Last issue it was surprisingly well-read & tolerant studio muscle, this one's got solemn war hero ex Little Rascal ( with a backup text piece about the real ones).

He was somewhat radioactive from the cancer treatments.
At least that was their excuse.

So, that's my story. The barber. The man who wasn't there.
(Wait, it's been a while since I've seen that one. I think those actually were the last lines.)

You're Lying!!!!!!!!!!

Assumptions. Although he's said he didn't like Unfunnies.

No, he wasn't man. He's The Dude!

"Oh My God I Turned My Ass Into A Grenade!"
- Me after eating Subway.

I dunno. I get that torture-porn Santa Claus was his swipe at Miller's style, but even as a parody it left a bad taste.

Do it in 5 panels. All star Superman style.

Ah for the hackneyed Arabian Knights campaign setting where the GM cluelessly names his main NPC mouthpiece 'Prince Rakeem' and one of the players responds by calling their character 'Ol Dirty Bastard'.
>sigh<
Those were good times back then, on Tuesday.

Hmm. Repetitive, jizz-stained monotony.
Yep, that's Cincinnati. It's the kind of place you drive around and around wondering how you got lost and when you'll find the city, then 2 hours after you've given up and left, you're on 32 or 50 when you realize that WAS the city.
I wonder if Louie's mood & Troubles will reflect…

Oh, trust me, I know all about the bio engineered plagues the Winter Fae make on their bacteria sized anvils.