Dear Mr. Last Kiss
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SCENE: Man and woman on beach.
Man: We just met! You can’t hate me yet!
WOMAN: Wanna bet?
CAPTION:
Dear Mr. Last Kiss:
I’m tired of having the girls I stalk kick sand in my face. How can I get super powers and prove my manhood by wearing a tight, revealing
costume?
--Charles Hatless,
Broken Bones, CA
Dear Charles:
Gaining superpowers is easy. All you need is a freak lab accident, an ancient Indian curse, or a radioactive
critter eager to bite you.
(Try dipping the family cat in one of those leaking vats down at the nuclear plant. It always works for me!)
With luck, you’ll be feeling super before the bandages even come off!
Art: Luis Dominguez Color: Allen Freeman
©2013 Last Kiss Inc
Man: We just met! You can’t hate me yet!
WOMAN: Wanna bet?
CAPTION:
Dear Mr. Last Kiss:
I’m tired of having the girls I stalk kick sand in my face. How can I get super powers and prove my manhood by wearing a tight, revealing
costume?
--Charles Hatless,
Broken Bones, CA
Dear Charles:
Gaining superpowers is easy. All you need is a freak lab accident, an ancient Indian curse, or a radioactive
critter eager to bite you.
(Try dipping the family cat in one of those leaking vats down at the nuclear plant. It always works for me!)
With luck, you’ll be feeling super before the bandages even come off!
Art: Luis Dominguez Color: Allen Freeman
©2013 Last Kiss Inc
