Comic Con: Sex– Or Just Tacos?
This man wants sex...with..I think..a pickle.
Nobody Flashes:
Never let it be said that Americans want to control the world. As you can see from these pictures taken at the ComicCon, which is held every year near very ripe fruit, there are those among us who would be brave, smart, courageous, and most anxious to meet some beautiful maiden from another planet. After looking at these pictures, I’m beginning to see WHY people go to these “dress up and pretend you are a hero” conventions.
Why do they go there?
Sex.
This man wants to have sex with a smoking hot taco.
What other reason could there possibly be? Superman is hoping to get laid by Lois Lane.
Someday, Nobody is going to go to one of these things dressed up as a giant doorbell, with a sign on the front that says, “Ring my bell!” And when they push the button, a very loud voice recording will come out of the doorbell saying,
” YOU MORON! DO YOU ALWAYS HANG OUT AT THESE PLACES? IN THE WORDS OF THE GREAT, CAPTAIN KIRK..GET A LIFE!!”
Doomsday..this man is looking for sex, before it's too late. It might ALREADY be too late.
Reason to go to Comic Con...a LOT of reasons
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Do you recall when ‘Conventions’ were for plastics salesmen? Things haven’t changed it seems.
The reference to Superman and Lois though, ….oh dear. I recall my recoil at the portrayal of Superman and Lois when they eventually got it together. The actress ‘doing’ Lois (her name escapes me but the screeching goes on) managed one of the greatest ‘feminist harpy’ performances ever to disgrace our screens. Superman, the poor bugger, was rapidly put under her Dworkin-shaped thumb. We were spared her carping criticisms of his washing-up and hoovering efforts, fortunately. Her previous total lack of eyesight and ability to see that mild-mannered Clarke Kent was in fact Superman, and her previous dismissal of his ‘cover-persona’, was, to her, just something to ‘get over’. For him that is.
For all his super powers, poor old Superpants & cape had a complete blind spot when it came to women. X-Ray eyes may see through to her undies without her having to resort to modern fashion but he clearly could not see through Lois, the harpy.
Lois is the Delilah to Superman’s Samson. Not many people see that.
The public reaction was so negative that the sequel in which Superman returns to find Lois is now a single -mum (another pearl cast before the feminist swine) with a child, had to have a different and far less awful actress playing the part. But even then, too late….Superman had been relegated to a deadbeat dad who had deserted his family.
No wonder we needed James T Kirk (although I prefer Jean-Luc Picard any day, pseudo-Frog or no).
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