Curses! Apparently that last one was a Photoshop job, and I fell for it.
So let’s just roll with this one instead for today.
Christ, I can’t even think of any thing clever to say about this one.
By what biological process does a bird mate with a horse and produce a reptile as their offspring?
I’d like to tell you that this was the moment where Superman realized that he was the real monster and vowed to change himself for the better.
How I would so like to tell you that.
You know, I can’t help but wonder sometimes if Nintendo’s paralyzing fear of allowing anyone to meaningfully communicate within their games and what passes for their online infrastructure isn’t justified.