Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Oh my God, he realized it wasn't Halloween no more.

This place was in dire, dire need of a new banner, as it stopped being Halloween damned near three months ago.

Since I don't want to leave you wholly content-less, here's a picture of Yellowjacket punching a Son of the Serpent square in the balls. The original narration claimed he was aiming for the guy's solar plexus, but unless costumed bigots have hilariously weird anatomy, I don't think that's located on top of his taint.(PS: I wrote a long, probably boring bit on the Sons of the Serpent earlier today but haven't scanned any images for it yet. Expect it to appear from the aether at some point when you least expect it. Like freaking ever, given how often I post lately.)


Liam said...

His feet look pretty small... maybe this particular costumed bigot is endowed with Rob Liefeld anatomy?

Gyuss Baaltar said...

Holey blog updates!

Martin said...

In service of science, I will be endeavoring to confirm Dr. Pym's results by setting up an independent experiment of my own, in an attempt to replicate his outcome.

Thus, the next racist I meet gets five hard. Right in the babymaker.