Hulk, Makes a Mean PB&J
From the wonderful Avengers Assemble #9 (yes, again).
At least three times a week, my daughter or I pull out this now-classic Spider-Woman line.
Literally came up at breakfast today. And, yes, we both did the face and the hand gestures.
OT: Man, I wish I could shoot me some pheromones.
That said, if your wife doesn’t want to read Avengers Assemble, she doesn’t want to read it. Leave her alone. She doesn’t have to like the same stuff you like. Even my stuff, as unbelievably hard as that may be to imagine.
She gets to set her own standards for representation.
Kelly Sue, stating the unobviously super-obvious.
OT: If you read a bunch of Carol and Jessica and can’t enjoy them as two of the most totally independent and kick-ass women out there right now, then, I’ll humbly suggest that comics may simply not be your bag.
Merlin, you are about to have your world rocked.
Something very, very special has happened.
I’m just not sure my brain can recover from this one.
More after I regain consciousness.
Avengers Assemble #9 (2012)
Best part? On the next page, Hulk totally makes her a sandwich.
In Which We Literally Marvel
This is part of…a…just unbelievably amazing CARE package from the DeConnick/Fraction household.
I’m giddy, at a loss for words, and frightening my poor family with this bizarre scream-dance I’m doing. I’m freaking out.
You’ve made my month, Kelly Sue. Just. Wow.
I definitely need to lay down.