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Further to this, here’s another cavalcade of gaiety. From New York Comic Con.
Admit it, you’re tempted.
Posted at 17:50 in Comics, Ephemera | Permalink
Why is someone dressed as a Watchmen banana? Did I miss an issue?
February 09, 2009 at 18:03
It’s an outrage. There are no rules anymore. Anarchy looms, in ill-fitting lycra.
February 09, 2009 at 18:10
No wonder Captain America looks depressed.
carbon based lifeform |
February 09, 2009 at 19:26
I see Hugh Jackman's let himself go.
February 09, 2009 at 19:58
February 09, 2009 at 20:35
Needs more cheesecake...
February 09, 2009 at 20:40
Emma Frost is a popular choice.
Must be a shoe thing.
February 09, 2009 at 20:49
Is it just me, or do I detect some cameltoe?
Man, lycra simply has no breathability.
February 09, 2009 at 20:56
Captain America is probably thinking, "Please, just shoot me."
What? Too soon?
February 09, 2009 at 21:09
Early 90s X-men! http://flickr.com/photos/henchman21/2802481728/sizes/l/
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February 09, 2009 at 21:28
I can’t help wondering who first raises the subject of making the costumes and props. I mean, how does it get started? Is it already a secret hobby? “You get the wigs and boob tape and I’ll build a futuristic floating wheelchair out of cardboard...”
February 09, 2009 at 21:56
Is that Michael Douglass in the banana get-up? I knew his career was slowing down some, but this?
February 10, 2009 at 00:24
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