Nobody ever expected a Fallout: Mad Max crossover event.

That sets up a nice sequel with some interesting ideas about the living undead and the horrific work conditions of the poor and social stratification of the Victorian era.

NASA let’s him spark the rockets. He invites everyone over on the weekend for barbecue but no one ever goes.

Regional? This guy’s all-conference and headed pro; zero doubts, first rounder.

Captain Taco Bell. One 4th meal too many changed him. Into the hero we never knew we didn’t want.

This read in my head with his voice. And I don’t mind that at all.

That comic made me laugh too damn hard.

I think I pulled something.