These are terrible meals invented by awful people who hate you, and they're perfect for anytime it dawns on you that the entirety of human existence is just an insignificant sneeze on the spectrum of time. And I have had every one of them.
Back in early Detective Comics, The Crimson Avenger had a Chinese chauffeur named Wing. You hardly ever saw him and he talked like a comedy skit about laundromats.
Pulling yourself up from the asphalt with all the dignity you can muster (which isn\'t a lot in a burnt clown outfit, sans pants) you turn to respond to your attacker.
Haven\'t you heard? Facebook is taking over the world, and anything different you find on your homepage do is irrefutable proof.
While I understand licensing your trademark for general use to be plastered over any and all products is a good way to make money and makes fans of your trademark happy, I like to think there should be some kind of non-godawful way to go about that.
Information every American should probably know but without the trouble of having to deal with the American education system.
Roger Ebert is a sharp, incisive, and thoughtful man, and his many other opinions are not instantly rendered invalid simply because he\'s so full of shit on this one that it\'s spraying out of his ears like one of those clown sprinkler-heads.
For our intellectual friends, I\'ve added a mystery element to the already dangerous level of intrigue you\'ve come to expect from Man Comics. Can you solve the mystery before the end!?
So tax day\'s come and gone and by right about halfway through this sentence or so, some of you will have realized you completely forgot to file your taxes for the year.
The Large Penis Support Group exists so the dongtastically blessed can have a place to share experiences and learn new ways to deal with their crippling, knee-bruising disability.