Correction: Instead of "civilians in command," I should have written "non-powered military commanders."

I love-like this strip, and thought it might have made the list, but (1) it progresses at a ridiculously slow pace because the author can't NOT stop to tell every joke, appropriate or not, and (2) with Maxima's current display, every member of this "elite" military organization is now officially a wildly…

And sometimes it isn't so blatant. A young inventor in an isolated island community that doesn't understand him is desperate to connect with his distant father. His massive screw-up turns into a phenomenal success and makes him a superstar, but doesn't fulfill his real need until it all goes south and he has to step…

I love those. Best Bizarro ever.

C'mon, there's still Batman '66. (I think that's impervious to Rapeguts Syndrome...but then, I never thought I'd ever see Captain Marvel get his brains burned out by heat vision or Billy Batson carved in two by Wonder Woman.)

You're holding it upside-down, ass. You must be in sad shape.

His mitts are contaminated ("crapped up"), but because he was in a rush to go home, he neglected to check and decontaminate them and now he is spreading the contamination throughout his nine-member family.

Pluto-kun, Our Reliable Friend

Once the initial investment is absorbed, SodaStream costs approximately the same as store-bought soda, plus it ain't look like sumpin' slapped together from a scrap yard on Dirtbag Dynasty.

WARNING: NASTY.

Ah, but they didn't have a smarmy Gil Gerard trying to get his space-groove on.

In my book it'll never be too late (or too soon) to do this one right.

I'm excited to see the Hallmark TV mini starring Jon Voight and Mary Steenbergen now. Everyone says it's awful beyond words. The long version reportedly features Lot leading a band of pirates against Noah in a knockoff of Waterworld.

It's actually a pretty goo—well, passable—remake...of The Beast From 20,000 Fathoms. Replacing prehistoric germs with babysaurs.

It's always a joy to watch someone discover this thing for the first time. The reactions to a Bruce Timm/Power Rangers mashup featuring knockoffs of Looney Tunes characters are priceless. Whenever someone starts complaining about The Looney Tunes Show or Space Jam, I pull this out and watch their heads explode.

"God isn't interested in technology. He cares nothing for the microchip or the silicon revolution. Look how he spends his time! Forty-three species of parrots! Nipples for men!"

I felt that way until one of them killed the other.

Gotta go read that chapter of Bad Machinery again now.

The real question is, does "Happy Holidays" really enrage insecure, paranoid assholes who think a holiday is an exclusionary cudgel to wield against yon heathens?