Does the busy end? No it does not. This weekend, hopefully, I get back to real posting. And so the march of X-Men and their early phallic obsession marches on ohgodwhy.
All the phallic symbols revolve (oh, ho, ho!) around Iceman or villains. A training session is saved by OHGODHEPUTSITINTHEGROUND
But then things are okay. The X-Men have a party. Near-lethal training session, nude aerial acrobatics, then party time. A logical progression. Things are fine. Things are going to be okay. No. No, they won’t.
If you have superpowers, use them for mundane tasks. Like taking the lid off a box. Or to cut a cake. Is it so hard to hold a knife? What are you doing, Cyclops, you maniac, you’re using lasers to cut a cake, Jesus Christ why isn’t Iceman wearing a shirt? What kind of barbarians are these people. Let’s see what the bad guys are doing OHSWEETGODWHATSINTHEMIDDLEOFTHETABLE yes.
Yes.
Another day with the X-Men. I wish I could say I doctored these pages, but I didn’t.


Yes, it makes more sense for Angel not to have a shirt…I wonder if he has them costumed tailored? Love this blog, and yes, that candle was for sure in a store I saw up South Street.
-Catt