When you wake up and see this happening to you, it is best to force yourself back into unconsciousness.
Contessa Von Clitton had been in an induced coma for three days. It turned out her sudden burst of intelligence was not from reading 68 consecutive issues of “Entertainment Weekly” cover to cover, but from her brain growing at an alarming exponential rate dangerously close to shattering her cranium.
Defining art is difficult, especially when, to some, this picture is art. What makes art more confusing is that sometimes it’s the short nickname for Arthur. There are some who even claim that art is anything that is evoking. By this definition, art could be a hamburger through the eyes of a starving family.
The blank canvas stared back at the uninspired artist. Not satisfied with the lack of results, it began to speak. “Yo bro, stop thinking so fucking much.”
Pablo Mee nearly choked on a chicken salad sandwich purchased from a vending machine. He was completely surprised by the voice of what was usually inanimate and silent. He tried to clear his throat passage by performing the Heimlich maneuver on himself. Squeezing and pumping his mid-section while hugging himself. His face turned bright red, his teary eyes bugging out, until finally, he exorcised the barely chewed gunk.
This is what he wanted his dying vision to be, instead it was an inkblot that definitely looked like his mother having sex with a butterfly.
Seymour Little figured out what was wrong. He was over stimulated. Slowly, yet surely, his mind was being systematically blown apart. His sight grew wonky, inundated with oncoming flashes of brilliant light, best described psychedelic, pulsating like a cartoon migraine headache. He tried to scream. He could not. If there was a top ten list for best ways to die, suffocation might and should be on it.
In recognition of National Batman Day celebrated every year on the third day of September, Sungmokoo.com would like to pay homage to the introductions Batman would give before a story in reprint comics, so you, the reader could be woke.
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