For all of my athletic readers planning on participating in The Olympic Games of Space, know this....
... even outer-space creatures frown upon steroid use.
Hey! It's Kyle! Alias "The Clock":
I don't think he's any affiliation with the Clock King, who has been a mainstay villain in the DC Universe. It seems like every graphic novel I've picked up from the local library for the past few weeks have been re-tellings of Batman's first encounter with the Joker and I don't know how many more of those I can read before I actually start disliking the Joker character, so can we put a moratorium on that plot device? Give me a good retro-tale of The Clock, and I'll be impressed.
This is a common scenario that always bothers me a bit:
Seriously? You go to prison just to take jabs at the cons? That's kind of a dick move there, Bruce. You're just fostering negative perceptions these guys already have of law enforcement.
Here's a classic ad that our friend Robert Gillis pointed out I have yet to discuss:
Okay, for starters: Mr. Jones is a class-A jackhole. You don't narc to a kid's parents over something like that. You don't know what's going on in that kid's house, and you may be igniting verbally, emotionally, or physically abusive behavior upon Bobby there. Bobby apologized, so go on about your business.
And this product slays me. Can you imagine having every bike-riding kid in your neighborhood tooling up and down the streets with that freakin' siren blasting? That would lead to dogs barking, neighbors arguing, and.... well, let's face it: Gunplay is the inevitable result. I'm not surprised this didn't take off.
See you tomorrow!