One is left to infer, from the reactions presented, no-one in the United States of America either has, or has ever seen, a penis.
Leaving the audience wanting more is one thing, but leaving them unsatisfied, while sadly all too commonplace these days, is quite another.
What would Lois Lane have been doing? Probably lining up a back-up husband, in case Superman never came back.
Yes, it’s fun… but in a smug, arch way that prevents it from being anywhere near as much fun as it clearly thinks it is.
Whatever the story behind this is, it’s nowhere as much fun as the captions you make up yourself!
A new ongoing series starring Riverdale’s favourite failed lothario and general pain-in-the-bum? How’s that going to work?
Well-meaning, but insubstantial, Northwest Press’ one-shot tale of a drag-queen crusader, Mama Tits Saves The World, looks like it ought to be a lot of fun, but fails to deliver.
The iconic girls’ horror weekly, Misty, makes a triumphant return from Rebellion! This slender but fully-packed volume of Misty (hopefully the first of many) reprints two of the beautifully-crafted suspense serials which scared the flares off thousand of young girls (and more than a few furtive boys) in the late 1970s.
Double entendres in Archie Comics; where would dirty-minded commentators be without them?
Don’t like what your best friend since toddlerhood is saying to you? Go ahead – knee ‘im inna nuts!
