Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Wait, What Kind of "Convention" IS This?


In your era, She-Lah is dating Jake Gyllenhaal! Or maybe she's married to Keith Urban. I forget.

So, how do you solve a problem like She-Lah?

You dare her to fellate a live wire.


The next panel: the Shield tells She-Lah to "go make [him] a sammitch."

I'm not quite sure what to make of She-Lah's robo-togs, here. I mean, she's got the imperious headdress thing goin' on, like the evil queen in "Snow White", but then she pairs it with a drably wholesome ice-skating outfit. It gives off mixed signals. (It's the Mike Piazza of supervillainess costumes!) One gets the feeling that She-Lah would smirkingly order you to get down on your knees, and then proceed to remove the pilled-up lint from the shoulders of your sport coat with one of those sticky little roller things. And then she'd chirp, "There! Isn't that better?"

And you'd wind up cheating on her with the ball-cutting robot next door.


Gus Casals said...

Well, she looks like an odd derivate of the Metal Men's Platinium and the ugly costume design for the Lyta Trevor Fury.

But that is secondary to the hot live wire fellatio... it's been a long time since I get that kind of jolt...

Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator said...

She does look like she's enjoying that cable.

Buncha wierdos.

Anonymous said...

Looking at her creators(?) in their presumably dank open robes, it's not surprising that she's less than fab. Nice 'tude though. Enough 'tude to roll nude. She's a robot after all.

And indeed, what kind of convention is this? Auto(mated) erotic asphyxiation? Electric fellation followed up with being finished off with fists?! Bam.

Bill S. said...

Her haughty disdain for all lesser beings reminds me of a young Kate Hepburn. Or Marlene Dietrich.

It also might be because of her cheekbones.

Anonymous said...

You're right. Her hair should be drawn back into a severe brillo pad.