As of right now, my mind is currently being utterly ravaged by the sheer skull-bending radness/terribleness of this. It's like someone tore off the top of my skull, overfilled it with amazing and rawk! and stapled it back on but only after blindfolding me and spinning me around 375 times, like you'd do for a highly-caffeinated, over-sugared kid who's about to pin the tail on a unicorn donkey at a legendary birthday party. In Downtown Radical Town. In the Summer Of Incredible.
I remember when I was in kindergarten and I was obsessed with all those excellent 80's action shows (my love for Knight Rider and The Greatest American Hero are well-documented on this very worldwideweblog) and every time my mom cut my hair I would beg and plead to have her give me a B.A. haircut. She would try and tell me she didn't know how to do it, so I tried to explain it to her. "It's really easy. Just take the clippers down here like this and cut off a little above my ears but leave a strip in the middle and some over my ears and I will look so cool! Please?!"
She still claimed she couldn't do it. If I didn't know better, I might just think she was playing dumb to get herself out of giving her son a very embarrassing (for her, ultra-rad for me) haircut.
I kinda still want a mohawk. I bet I could do it myself. Where'd I put those clippers?
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I wonder how this will stack up to the comic Neal Adams did about him in the 90s.
Chris, Anybody who knows anything about comics knows that nothing compares to anything made in the mid-90's. That's why I'm keeping all thirty-two chrome covers of the Wolverine/Ghost Rider/Punisher: Maximum Extremity!!! three-issue miniseries with all 274 hologram variants.
You know, the one where they fight Bloodface and MaximumKillarm. On the moon.
See, this is what I'm talking about.
You need to be writing about comics a lot more.. or writing comics!
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