And we're back, only with even more soluble fiber! I've noticed that while the number of hits the blog gets is higher than ever, comments have gone down to nothing overnight. Anyone know why? If the traffic was going down, I'd understand it, but my stat counter says more folks are stopping by than ever at our little Comic Book Funhouse!
Ah, well. Be that way, if you must. Meanwhile, let's take a look at what our Grandparents did for fun, courtesy of World's Finest #40!:
That, my friends, is sick. It's hard to believe that those well-scrubbed tykes you saw on The Little Rascals were capable of such terrible things, but there you go. This is the America the history books won't tell you about!
A little lesson in phone etiquette from the 70's:
Remember, if you aren't available to take a call
the polite thing to do is to simply use a firearm to blow the phone to smithereens. This was from Avengers #162, and to be fair, I think answering machines were still pretty expensive.
Yellowjacket! We're under attack! Use your super powers!
Well, that's all kinds of helpful. You know, insects would be our size if they could. I don't know why we've always thought it was such a neat idea to be that tiny.
See you tomorrow!