What a dick.

What an awkward station wagon.

That was a truly unnecessary film.

I would rather go to Mars than Texas.

There’s at least one clone in there.

The term perplexes me but the obvious sincerity in its use is heart warming.

Ackshualllyyy...

He graduated from an evil medical school in Genosha and was able to get a residency in Madripoor.

He’s just too much fun.

Turner D. Century does not accept this new-fangled millennium.

My problem now is that I am running out of available images.

No.

Save the Earth!

Marvel and Sony have all they need in Spidey’s extensive rogue’s gallery. Doom is a churl and a bounder. None approach the sublime, gentlemanly qualities of Turner D. Century.

All because of the lack of a turtle soup course and no oysters in the stuffing. We won’t even mention the place card disaster.

Hey, no one ever said Turner is a good man. He is a passionate one though.

He’s the single greatest Marvel character of all time.

Blumpkins are expensive.

Turner D. Century is not a KISS fan.