Happy Father's Day from Scans Daily

You would think that Pa Kent would know how strong his adopted alien son after 20-30 years of Smallville parenting. YOU WOULD THINK.

To be fair though, we would all be tempted to do the same thing if we HAD an invulnerable alien son. Every time a new console or apple product comes out, we are tempted to stress test the hell out of the thing. I would start by putting Clark Kent into a lead-lined refrigerator before casting him asunder in a nuclear testing facility.

Did that sound stupid? It's in Indiana Jones. The new one. Yup. Stupid, I know.

Superman Slaps Politicians Part One

Over time, I've learned to realize that this blog is becoming a COMIC BOOK blog. Aside from my fascination with Japanese culture or video games, I end up posting more about comic books than anything. I don't plan to transform this into a comic book blog, but I am fascinated by the percentage. Do I have a percentage calculated? Nope. I could have lied about that though. WAIT. It's 45 percent! Sure. I'm wrong. Count it yourself. HA! You're far too lazy to do that. Hell, I'm too lazy to do that. Man, I'm tired.

Super-Hobo/Super-Millionaire

Once again, Superdicker.Com makes me giggle nonsensically. Not only does Superman lose his "job," he is basically Steve Martin from "The Jerk."

1- First off, why would Superman ever need a car with his insignia? He can run faster than a locomotive and fly faster than a speeding bullet. Is he that lazy? Apparently, money doesn't only corrupt, it also makes superheroes LAZY.

2- Clearly, Superman decided to go with "Pimp Purple." Along with the top hat and cane, I have to ask. Where the hell are Superman's "hos"?

3- The hobo half of the cover confirms a couple things:
a- Superman wears white socks under his red boots
b- Superman doesn't have "super-socks." The giant hole on the cover is just embarrassing.
Shame on you, Superman. Not only that, they clearly have not been washed. You're sitting on a SOAPBOX and boiling WATER. What an idiot!
c- Just so people don't get confused about his new status, he converted his outhouse into a shack and even engraved "Superman's Shack" into the top banner. Wow.

A Panel for All Seasons

I just wanted to share this picture I happened to catch at Scans Daily. Long time viewers may remember a similar picture a while back when I wrote a rather "disturbing" perspective on the male friendship. Well, I promise you that I will only provide the picture and not add an additional, unnecessary commentary. Here, you are! Courtesy of Scans Daily!

Superman is the BLACKEST criminal EVER!

Are we obsessed with "Friendship Tests"?

Does this picture have much to do with the topic? Not particularly. However, a friend of mine recently brought to attention the fact that I (and other males in my particular social group) are enamored of the old age game called the "Friendship Test." From what it sounds like, it goes a little like the following:

Male A will devise a plan that will cause Males B and C to take notice of something different. This may range from a new haircut to a new t-shirt to even Male A's blatant absence. Now, according to this theory (or fact), we will use these events to see if Males B and C would give a rat's ass and mention the change. If the change is noticed, that bond is strengthened or simply "confirmed." If not noticed, it will spark a wily discussion amongst Male A and other individuals outside the circle until someone from this "outside circle" leaks out information surreptitiously or accidentally to B and (or) C. In other words, we are sensitive creatures that create this drama despite complaining about the drama that other people perpetuate in their lives. All in all, this is actually a harmless cycle that does little harm to the actual friendships. This is akin to the superfluous nature of girls wanting guys to notice their own changes and forcing the guy in question to play a guessing game that ultimately leads nowhere (generally, guys either lose or win with dumb luck). Male friendship, although tough on the outside, is ultimately more sensitive and ninja-like than one is willing to admit. Though it will never be as conniving and sneaky as the female friendships (which always begs the question if girls are friends with each other on the surface or under that layer of bitchiness). For the record, I am not criticizing women, just girls.

Oddly enough, I find myself not disproving this post. This passage accompanied by wordy liberal arts language just reveals a facet of humanity that lies in the seedy underbelly of civilization. Plus, I wanted to have an excuse to put up that picture of Batman/Superman.