Other Craptions

When not fighting crime, Reed Richards picked up a few dollars as a migrant fruit harvester.

It always does that when he thinks of Jessica Alba in the nude.

I'm sure that if his other features stretched that big, Invisible Girl wouldn't be invisible quite so often.

You can see the sculpture of Invisible Girl right next to it.

Mr Fantastic always annoyed The Thing by tapping him on the shoulder from across the block.

After Mr Fantastic was purchased by an evil entertainment conglomerate, they injected hardener into his veins and made him point the way to rest rooms.

While Reed Richards was always able to snap back into position, there were parts of Susan Storm that he wished would do that as well.

As long as the Human Torch wasn't around, Mr Fantastic could play pull my finger all he wanted.

This is how far my dick can reach.

The sign CLEARLY says no photography. For shame cracked. For shame.

He's OK. I wouldn't say FANTASTIC.

Looks like he just punched that tree.

After retiring from the superhero business, Mr. Fantastic settled down to become one of the least popular proctologists to ever earn an MD.

And yet STILL a better performance than in the movie

Look! It's Reach The Stuff On The Top Shelf Man!

Rubber boots. Rubber elbow length gloves. Protective HAZMAT suit. He must be getting ready for a date with Paris Hilton.

They had to cover the Hitler statue with SOMETHING.

We're looking for Kyle. Have you seen him? He's about this tall.

Are we not men??? We are Dildo!!!

You can't escape the medium-length arm of the law. Unless, you know, you run.

I knew the world was doomed when the Fantastic Four became Nazi's

The Fantastic 4th Reich.

Go ahead, pull my finger.

As he got older, Mr. Fantastic's limbs began to run low on corn syrup...

When lefties masturbate, it can have surprising, not to mention hideous results.

You know what they say about New York Cabs. They never stop for mutants.

I warned you to stay out of District 9!

"So baby, you want to know why the call me Mr. Fantastic?"

"Hey baby, if you like my arm, you should see my Thing."

"...and ladies, that's just my ARM!"

Never reach for a cookie as you're passing through the Stargate.

Pictured: Mr. Fantastic and the Invisible Woman.

See how desperate Hitler was during the end of WW2? He even tried to enlist the Fantastic Four.

I hate Illinois Nazis.

I too salute you, Nazi Super-Human.

Reed Richards: Our 48th president

What a great idea for a stop sign

No matter how imposing a statue of any important person may be... Pigeons will still CRAP on it.

Didn't your mother ever teach you it's not polite to point?

The statue not only looks just like Ioan Gruffudd,it acts just like him.

Mr. Fantastic became just an average joe when he joined the Super Race

The Fantastic Fourth Reich

Marvel's answer to the Super Friends, the Super Race, did not go over so well

He's here to protect all of humanity...well almost all of it...he doesn't care much for Jews.

Mr. Fantastic's performance on Dancing With the Stars was rated as being, "a little stiff."

I see the Fantastic Four will be getting along just fine with the Red Skull.

Heil Fantastic

Hitler regretted choosing him as an ally almost as much as he regretted the whole Italy boondoggle.

Being exposed to a solar flare not only gives you super-powers...it also makes you a racist bigot.