Men Suck, Even Imaginary Ones

Have You Guys Been Playing In Toxic Waste Again?" Fang Asked Severely, Putting His Hands On His Hips. Nudge Giggled. "no." "been Bitten By A Radioactive Spider?" Fang Went On. "struck By Lightning? Drink A Super-soldier Serum?" "no, No, No," Said Iggy. He Started Reaching For Things Around The Table, And His Hand Landed On Total. "you're Black." "i Prefer Canine-american." Said Total. "when's That Pie Coming? I'm Starving.

Have You Been Playing In Toxic Waste Lately?

My Choices Were To Either Give In And Let Them Kill All Of Us Or Fight Back With Everything I Had. I Chose The Second One, ’cause I’m Just Funny That Way.

It's Always Refreshing To Meet Someone Crazier Than Us," I Said. "we Seem So Normal Afterward.

Well, I Don’t Know. Mostly I Just Suck Up What Life Throws My Way, Stomp On It, And Then Keep Going. I Don’t Dwell Much On What I Am Or How I Got This Way. It Just Is. I Just Am. I’m Max, And Whatever Form I Take, It’s Good Enough For Me.