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Stop Posing So Much!

May 15, 2007 at 12:02 am (Comics, Random, TV)

Here’s a clip from an old Japanese Spider-man TV show.

First of all, I totally thought he was fighting a midget version of The Thing from the Fantastic Four. Also, Spider-man could have won that fight in about 30 seconds if he had, you know, stopped posing on the rooftop and had actually fought the guy. The Thing. The guy that looks like The Thing but then he grows really big. And then Spider-man gets away in a car.

Yeah. A car which he called up like Batman signals the Batmobile. This video is all kinds of wrong.

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I was born to a woman who spent an alcohol fueled night with a Sasquatch. He disappeared into the forest and left me in the care of my mother, who lovingly shaved my abundant body hair on a daily basis. My mother passed away from a flying rubber boot slamming into her face. Some say it was thrown by one of our drunken neighbors. I like to think Jesus was kicking Momma in the face. On my own at the innocent, young age of 30, I traveled the country. I, wearing only my beanie cap and trusty pair of leg warmers, hitchhiked across the USA before I was kidnapped and sold to a nefarious band of button collectors, who used my tiny fingers to search for . . . well, buttons. I could take no more. Upon finding a particularly exquisite button with a picture of two goats fornicating on it, I ran away. With my button. I stowed away on a steamer-ship headed for China, where I learned the true art of button collecting. I also got syphilis. After an aggressive dosage of penicillin and more disease riddled sex, I was cured. Returning home, I settled in a tiny little town known as “That Shithole.” Here, I work on my painted potatoes and continue to pursue my lifelong dream of owning my own front door. Or not.
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