I’M HANGING UP MY SHORT CAPE
Packing My Spandex Unitard On Mothballs …
Along With My Utility Belt. Ankle-High Boots. And, Do-Rag.
“Retiring, Alas … Putting This Super Hero Nonsense To Bed.”
I Know When I’m Done.
I OWN 3 SUPER SHITTY POWERS
Uno: A Wicked Cha-Cha Slide … Take It Back, Y’all … Single Hop, Now!
Dos: Puppeteer Savant.
Tres: Human Piñata.
None Of Them Are Much Good These Days. At Least, The Piñata Day Gig Nearly Pays The Bills.
STICKMAN
I Thought Marvel Or DC Comics Would’ve Made A Pitch For The Publishing Rights …
Perhaps, It Was The Generic Name. And, The Periwinkle-On-Fuchsia Color Scheme Didn’t Help With Branding. I Should’ve Listened To The Focus Group I Hired Back in ’97. When I Interrupted A Gaggle Of Snotty-Nosed 11 Year-Old’s Playing Street Hockey:
“Ya, Ya … Ginger Bread Man.”
They Laughed. As They Pelted My Car With Snowballs. Maybe I’ll Reconsider.
Image by William Pomares from Pixabay
Interrupting A Gaggle Of Snotty-Nosed 11 Year-Old’s Playing Street Hockey – you are a brave man…
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