Here's another picture of Mr. Nag, this one from Sunday's paper. He's despondent because he has to deal with the train derailment on his own and there's kryptonite leaking from the boxcars so he can't use his superpowers.
He had a church fire last night, in that terrible heat, in all his fire gear. Explosions, derailments and fires! What next, a plague of locusts? Now he knows what it feels like to be in hell. Come to think of it he's been married to me for a long time so he already knows what hell is like.
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