"Not all five are playable immediately[…]"

So this has nothing to do with The Hardy Boys Casefiles?

I'm only talkin' 'bout their collaborator's stride mother!

I've made it. I've finally made it.

Let Bartlett be Bartlett. Also let trevor be Bartlett.

"T, Earl Grey, hot?"
"Don't matter what you laced that with, Cap, I ain't gettin' on no shuttlecraft with that crazy fool!"
"Mr. Barclay will not be piloting."

Not enough bicycle-elephants?

I'm thinking of picking up Trick or Treat even before I start Pixelated Parrot, seeing how it's seasonally appropriate to Spooktoberfest.

Ducks Update: I put the Son of the Sun reprint volume of Don Rosa's Uncle Scrooge on hold; I've switched to Volume 4 of the Usagi Yojimbo Saga, instead. But I plan to switch back when I'm done, and have the Pixelated Parrot volume of Carl Barks' Donald Duck on deck after that.

I cleverly dodged that bullet by not seriously getting into comics until 1998.

That's just crazy enough to work!

Marketing department? Nuts to them—the real tragedy is how it's playing merry hell with my longbox organization scheme.

I hope that Unexpectedly Philosophical Bodega Owner will be a fixture of this series.

In one of the special features on the Blu-Ray, there's a great story from Charles Fleischer, the voice of Roger (plus Benny and 1-2 of the weasels), about how he would be on set with Bob Hoskins to read Roger's lines, just out of frame… in a Roger Rabbit costume, to help Hoskins visualize the character. And when he'd…

[surreptitiously pages through dictionary…]

… image?

Peter Pan can breathe in space.

Good god, have you not seen Bambi?!

"It can be two things!" I insist, in desperation and dwindling hope.

I wondered who'd be brave enough to enter into a conversation about web fluid here.