“I’m hip like you 18 year olds that just got the right to vote. Vote for me, Mr. Basketball Cool Guy.”

Never underestimate the vengeful ex.

And hope to whatever gods you believe in that you stick the landing. There is not a lot of margin for error.

Precisely why I don’t live at the beach.

“There are simply not enough orifices on my body to fit all these? What kind of justice is that?”

I mean, they are American Gods. Not Canadian Gods.

It’s Aquaman, there was always going to be lots of bass:

“Take it from me.”

Yet

Shots fired!

Well, thanks for that mental image.

Man. I hope his boots were made for walking.

Okay, okay. I hear you. We’ve got ourselves some premium grade man-candy. Or should I say bat-candy.

So ... how’s that Bat-D? Asking for a friend.

Anything until this ghost busting thing picks up. Gotta make ends meet.

No one said it didn’t have resources. Like pictured above. Australia is home to several deposits of HEAVY METAL!

And let us not forget Quill’s comics dad, J’son of Spartax. Or Thanos’ mother Sui-san. Apparently universal naming conventions are branded into the fabric of reality throughout the universe.

They were rocking their thermal underwear.

How many infrastructure weeks do we have per year now?

I wasn’t in this house of sin as a customer. I was just spreading the good word. And sharing the wealth of the lord. That’s not solicitation.