"I, Tod Holton, need to take a Super Green Beret whiz!"
"Me too, sir!"
"Say, dogface...Ever see a superhero's willy before?"
"Uhhh...No...no, sir, don't believe I have, umm..."
"Take a gander. It sure is super-looking!"
"I, uhh, that is, I--
Umm, did you notice that really stupidly drawn tank behind us, sir?"
"Why, no I didn't! Still plenty of time for you to take a peek at Dick Grayson here, though!"
"HEY, TANK! SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME NOW!!"
"Gosh, Captain! Golly gee whiz! Jiminy Christmas! Are you saluting the enemy for having outwitted us? Holy Jungles!"
TANK: "Hey, MORONS! What, you want to have a battle of wits? To make it a fair fight, we'll only use HALF of ours!"
Holy Smoke. Cheese on Crows.
That was exciting. I really feared for Tod's safety there. Jumpin' Jiminies.
It's DUMFOUNDED FUNTIME with TOD!
Hey, kids! Can you pick out the sound effect in this panel that best describes the decision to publish this comic book?
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