Sorry I missed Friday's post. I was so swamped I didn't even get the chance to log on.
But that just gives us more to love with All-Star Comics #28!
I'm not sure if Hawkman has a question, or if he is using the paint jar as a tom-tom. I kind of hope it's the second option.
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Hmmmmmm.... well, you can try and figure it out through ancient relics what nuyuk used to be, or you can go straight to the professionals:
I know... but when they lob a softball at me like that, I just can't let it go.
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Now isn't the time to discuss your personal life, Green Lantern! There's murder afoot!
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Seriously, what is with Hawkman's hands today? Between this and the cover, I'd swear he was detoxing....
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Wow, someone's a bachelor! When you live with a woman, you don't get to hang up cool artwork like that. Instead, you hang up pictures of chihuahuas in sweaters and babies dressed up like adults.
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You have to get out of here NOW!
But, Hawkman, you're holding me in place!
What? Why, so I am. What is with my hands today?
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Oh. I think I just figured out why this guy is still a bachelor.
See you tomorrow!
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That last panel cracked me up!
Hawkman, you silly twisted boy, you.
Hawkman: "it's queer paint! It can't be stopped! I--- I--- SAY MY NAME!"
Guy: "Huh?"
Hawkman: "Say my name, B*TCH!"
Guy: "Hawkman! Hawkman!"
Hawkman: "Yessiree, what a man."
Ah yes, the fabled city of Nu Yuk, divided into such prehistoric, fabled lands as Bru Klin, Dab Ronks, an Ma Na'a Tun.
@chance... you forgot Qwa Inz
"What we need is...queer turpentine!"
Why does Hawkman's head look like it's melting, or at least getting all shrivelled up?
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