The Bomb, Dropped
Last night, I met up with Todd, a friend of mine since High School. As we parted, he gave me a box of old comic books that he was getting rid of, suggesting that Matthew (son, 11) might like them. It was a bunch of old-school Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (wherein they were actually bad-ass, not the all goofy like the cartoons), X-Men, Ghost Rider ( Read more... )
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I laughed loud enough to make the dog bark next door. ;-)
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