gohan, you sneaky bastard.

Burden · Jun 7, 2009

Mark Gruenwald was a writer and editor at Marvel Comics and did his most famous work on Captain America. His final request was to have his ashes mixed in with some ink and used to print the trade paperback version of Squadron Supreme. Today, somewhere in the world, there are 4,000 copies of the book containing the remains of Mr. Gruenwald, making every comic book with a special edition holo-foil cover look pretty lame by comparison. So if you have a first run issue of Squadron Supreme that makes the room 20 degrees colder and causes the walls to weep blood, now you know why.

Dr. West, a British man, knew only one thing about the afterlife: that he didn't want to come back a fucking vampire.
Thus in 1972, well past the time something this ridiculous shouldn't have been allowed, he left instructions for his doctor to ram a steel stake through his heart so that he wouldn't come back as a night-dwelling blood sucker.

This further begs the question as to why he'd say steel when everyone knows you need wood to kill a vampire, unless it was all a ruse so that he really could come back without anyone knowing. Vampires are crafty like that.

deadly serious · Jun 7, 2009

Lol wtf is this?

Burden · Jun 7, 2009

The title was to grab the attention of BOTH the gohan haters, AND the gohan fanboys.

c what i did

Darthatron · Jun 7, 2009

Very sneaky. Bloody vampires are geniuses! He must have been a vampire when he wrote the note.

Burden · Jun 7, 2009

Darthatron said:
Very sneaky. Bloody vampires are geniuses! He must have been a vampire when he wrote the note.

Thistops all.

Trotsky was denied entry into the U.S. and eventually found his way to a home in Mexico City. It was there that he was attacked by Ramon Mercader, an assassin working for Stalin.
While Trotsky was home reading some shit, Mercader buried an ice axe into the back of his skull.
This just pissed Trotsky off.
He stood up from his desk, axe in head, and spit on Mercader. Then he went after the assassin, wrestling with him. Trotsky's bodyguards heard the commotion (where the fuck were they a few minutes ago?) and came running in to subdue the assassin and get Trotsky to the hospital.