Alias (Vol. 1), Issue #21 – “The Underneath (Part 6)”

* Part 6 of 6 of the Underneath storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Alias (Vol. 1), Issue #21 – “The Underneath (Part 6)”! In the previous installment, Jessica Jones and Jessica Drew team up to find Denny and Mattie. And they do find them in a hotel in Manhattan! The Jessicas are gonna fuck some bitches up!

And now, the “thrilling” conclusion!


Alias (Vol. 1), Issue #21 [July, 2003]
Written by: Brian Michael Bendis
“The Underneath (Part 6)”

Alias (Vol. 1), Issue #21

One of Denny’s henchmen is a spindly little nerd whose super ability is shooting out colorful bubbles that pop all around the room. “The fuck?” Jones says. The nerd can’t control it; bubbles pop everywhere. Jones goes for Mattie, but she starts losing her balance and falls to the floor in a daze. The next three pages are bereft of dialogue: it appears that Jones is having a vision of herself as Jewel fighting off various Avengers, which include the Hulk, Doctor Strange, and a guy in a tight speedo, among others. After this brief vision, Jones wakes back up among the colorful bubbles.

The nerd still can’t stop controlling his bubbles. Denny makes his way over to the door and yells at Jones. “Bitch, I don’t know who you are – but I swear to God, for this, I am going to find you, rape you, and kill you.”

This Denny guy is a pleasant bloke, huh?

“FUCK YOU!” Jones yells back, kicking Denny in the leg.

This has basically been eight pages of “AHHHH, AAIIIIEEE, OWWW, FUCK, AHHHH, OHHHH, AAAGGHHHH, FUCK” without much else going on. Everyone in the hotel room just kind of keeps bumbling and falling down.

Another dude in a leather jacket tries to strongarm Jones, but he gets zapped by Drew. That’s the most exciting thing to happen so far. Jones punches the glasses off of him while he keeps muttering intentions to murder. Jones bashes his head in with a rotary phone. Jones unbolts the TV from the dresser and smashes it on his head. This one finally knocks him out.

The room is lousy with passed-out and/or critically injured motherfuckers. There’s not a single usable panel so far, so I’ll just use this one:

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Classic Denny.

Anyway, after knocking Denny out, they speak to Bubble Guy (aka “Speedball”). Drew asks what the fuck he’s doing here, and Speedball is confused. He thought the ladies were with them. “Considering we kicked the shit out of everyone but you, what do you think?” Drew sneers. Speedball is still confused, he barely even knows where his dick is! Jones and Drew say they’re here to rescue Mattie. Speedball is here to bust the dudes for drug dealing!

“Well, what the fuck is up with your shit powers?” Drew asks the nerd. Speedball gets defensive now, all like “I was here first!” and “Where’s my dick?”

“…heeey, man, what’s goin’ on?” says Mattie, waking up in a daze. Jones picks the girl up.

“Mattie? Sweetie? It’s me, Jessica Drew.”

“Noooo shit. Hey, girl.”

Nice reunion. The cops are here, by the way. They’re here because Speedball called the cops earlier and the cops are helping him. Helping him step on black guys’ necks, that is! That’s all cops are good for, right?! HEH HEH HEH! BACK THE BLUE, WOOP WOOP WOOP!! Jones wants to get Mattie out of the room before the cops see her. “What should I do?” Jones asks as the police try to bust the door down.

There’s an easy answer to this, and thank god they do it. Jessica Drew zaps the fucking police as they try to enter the room, and Jones leaps out of the window with the girl and lands safely on her feet after falling 20 stories! Whew, that’s the stuff!

“Hey, what’sss going on?” Mattie says, drugged all hell the fuck up. Jones hails a taxi and gets in with the kid to take her, presumably, to the Jamesons. I don’t know. They don’t show it. They just show Jessica Jones in her office six weeks later playing Neopets or something on her computer.

Then she gets an unexpected guest!

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Ohhhh, you’re not dead? Geez, this is kinda awkward…

Mattie shows up with Mrs. Jameson. She’s very nervous, but she’s no longer drugged or oozing from a wound in her back or anything like that. “I wanted to thank you for saving my life,” she finally says after a few panels of “hummina hummina hummina”. Then Mattie starts rambling about her life spiraling out of control, how she thought she met a “cool” older guy. “We went out once, and all of a sudden I don’t even know where I am half the time…”

Jones sympathizes with the girl. The apologies are not necessary and all that, yada yada yada. Mattie presents Jones with a gift: It’s a front-page newspaper clipping with the headline “SUPERHERO TEAM UP TRIO SAVE MYSTERY TEEN FROM DRUG DEALING PARASITES”.

Before Mattie and Mrs. Jameson walk out of the office, Jones stops them with a nagging question. When Mattie was in Jones’ apartment she had said something like “They lied to me.” “Who told you to come to my house?” she asks. “Who did you think I was? Jessica Drew?”

Mattie doesn’t even remember being in Jones’ apartment! Sorry! No answer for you today! Jones grimaces with frustrations.

That evening, Scott waits for Jones by her office building. She rebukes him for not calling for the last six weeks. He claims he was discouraged because she yelled at him after he asked if she was raped. So he thought “Life’s too short for crazy.” Heh heh, isn’t that interesting? Uhm.

Jones calls this the worst apology in the history of the universe and of apologies in general, sir. She tells him to shove his head up an ant’s ass. And also, stick your little boner in a electrical soc–

“I think I’m in love with you,” Scott says. Oof. Then he retracts, saying that he didn’t mean to blurt it out while they were yelling at each other. He apologizes some more with words that are a little less shitty. “You’re a better person than you think you are,” he tells her. “You’re prettier than you think you are. You’re all those things… There, that’s what I meant to say.”

She stares at him with half-lidded eyes for a moment. “Uggghh! Fuck!! Fuck!! I’m so mad at you and you do this now. Fuck!!”

He asks her out on a date. She says “Fuck!!” again, then requests a fancy date. “Better be damn fancy. You got a lot riding on it.”

Final Thoughts

That’s a wrap! What an underwhelming story about child trafficking and, uh, weird superhero blood-based drugs.

What adventures are in store next for Jessica Jones? Underground Nazi mutant aliens? Cold cans of SpaghettiOs? Some of that good ol’ Scott Lang dick? Let’s hope for SpaghettiOs.

Star Wars: The High Republic (Vol. 1), Issue #3 – “Down Below”

* Part 3 of 5 of the There Is No Fear storyline *

Welcome to Ghostliness & Nerfherders Presents: Star Wars: The High Republic (Vol. 1), Issue #3 – “Down Below”! In the previous installment, Keeve and Crew (Sskeer and a couple of bald bastards named Ceret and Terec) discover a ship that has been completely destroyed by the Nihil. Sskeer obliterates the only remaining Nihil survivor during a well-timed Vietnam flashback while the rest of the crew discovers a dead Hutt and a shipment of bacta-producing herbs and spices!

Sskeer and Ceret travel to Sedri Minor where there are crops of barley aplenty. Ceret gets attacked by some tentacled thing in the fields, and that was the cliffhanger. Like we’re all supposed to care about Ceret! I certainly don’t care about Ceret! Fuck Ceret! I hope he’s totally dead!


Star Wars: The High Republic (Vol. 1), Issue #3 [May, 2021]
Written by: Cavan Scott
“Down Below”

Star Wars: The High Republic (Vol. 1), Issue #3

Sskeer shrieks on the ship, and Terec correctly assumes that Sskeer has been possessed by some nefarious darkness! But he’s one to talk: he’s frothing at the mouth. “You must calm yourself, Jedi,” says Avar Kriss, but Terec will not calm himself! Quite the opposite, in fact! “How can we, Avar Kriss? You don’t understand. We’ve already lost.”

When Sskeer points out that Terec his lost his goddamned fuckhole mind, Kriss points out that it is he who slaughtered a Nihil in cold blood in a sexual rage! “Hmp–like you’ve never made a mistake,” Sskeer says, waving the whole thing off. Then Sskeer punches Terec in the face. lol

“It’s not supposed to be like this,” Keeve thinks. “I’m a Jedi Knight. I’m supposed to to help. I’m supposed to know what to do. And yet I’m out here standing guard while my former master loses his mind.

A couple of Sedri Minor children approach Keeve with a basket of bread. Keeve is thankful for the gesture, but they have food of their own: tubes of gunk like the astronauts eat. That doesn’t stop a young alien couple approaching Keeve with an offering of their own: Samana spiced loaf. It takes like strawberries and feces!

I’m probably supposed to know what alien race they are because if I’m reading Star Wars comics then I already have encyclopedic knowledge of all Star Wars content, right? Well, I don’t fucking know, so fuck me in the ass! When asked if Keeve thinks her friends are all right, Keeve gives a canned “the Force is probably with them, you know?” response. The alien man tells her that their son Julus has disappeared in the fields, too. And many others, besides. Five, to be exact. “Some say the planet is cursed. First the crops fail, and then this… and no one will do anything.” Well, someone’s an ungrateful little bastard, aren’t they? Count your blessings, especially since your missing child kind of sucks anyway.

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What’s up, Kal Sulman? You appear to be pleasingly plump! Want some Samana spiced loaf??

A dude named Kal Sulman enters the scene all huffy and puffy, insisting that their community has nothing to do with the disappearances. Keeve fesses up that the Hutts and the Nihil may be involved, and that the barley from the ship came from Sedri Minor. Kal Sulman will hear none of it! This is all made-up hooey! They’ll deal with it without Jedi interference! Good day! I said good day!

“The Jedi don’t need your food, and they certainly don’t need your rumor-mongering,” he chastises the locals. Keeve is like “oh shit, I didn’t mean to get anyone in trouble” and doesn’t know what to do. She can’t even go to the Masters right now because they’re otherwise occupied.

But, do something she must.

So Keeve whips out her lightsaber and hacks her way through the thickets of the field, destroyed crops left and right like a true asshole. Suddenly, she hears a rustling… “Who’s there? Show yourself,” she says, readying her blade. A child comes out of the crops in awe of the lightsaber, and Keeve tells him to never sneak up on a Jedi again or he’ll be CLEFT IN TWAIN. “I didn’t know you could sneak up on a Jedi,” the kid says, calling Keeve out. She hems and haws, clearly flustered.

The kid leads Keeve deeper into the field. “We should look for your friend… and Julus too. You’ll like Julus. He’s funny.”

The kid is named Bartol, and he already knows Keeve’s name because Sskeer yelled it earlier. “He yells a lot,” Bartol points out correctly. Keeve shuts the kid up; she feels a shadow lurking in the midst. Then they come upon an enormous sinkhole, which seems odd in the middle of a field such as this. Bartol thinks it’s boring to just stare at the sinkhole, so he jumps right in! And then Bartol dies and no one cares.

Actually, Keeve catches him with the Force. The Force wins again! Keeve leaps down herself and lands gracefully as she places Bartol down gingerly. Then she gets that Spidey-Sense thing again that tells her something nefarious is prowling around. “And it knows we’re coming.”

Meanwhile, Terec is lying wide-eyed on a gurney, passed out. Both Kriss and Sskeer are like “I ‘unno what’s going on!” and it’s probably some dark side shit. And Kriss is in the middle of giving Sskeer the business when Maru rings her on the ol’ comm. They’re dissecting the dead Hutt for clues! “Grand Master Lahru was most perturbed when I told him you had requested an autopsy,” Maru says. Kriss tells him to keep going and who cares.

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Kal Sulman strikes again! Here, have some more Samana spiced loaf!

Kal Sulman thinks he has the balls to address Avar Kriss with indignity! “The girl you left guarding your ship? Where is she? She has no right sneaking around. None of you do.” Sskeer tells him that they’re trying to protect his people, to which Sulman harumphs! “By continually losing your own? I feel safer already.”

Kriss suggests looking for Keeve with him. That way he can feel included, which is what he wants anyway, right? Sskeer, you stay on the fucking ship and don’t let Terec out of your sight. Don’t screw this up or we’ll take away your spiced loaf.

Keeve and Bartol are going through a dark cave lit only by Keeve’s extremely bright saber. She senses dark side up the wazoo. What tipped her off? Somone says the following in extremely dark speech balloons: “You will be consumed. All will be consumed.” It hurts Keeve’s head, these dark side mumblings. If only there was some light side stuff to cancel it all out!

Bartol goes on ahead, then suddenly screams. Keeve catches up with him and discovers Ceret hanging upside down by a tangle of vines. Julus is next to him. “What’s happened to them?” Bartol says with extreme consternation. Keeve cuts them down, but neither seem to be responding to external stimuli. Not even a little crotch rub. Looks like Julus is dead for sure! Sorry kiddo.

Bartol slams his fists against Keeve’s back in grief. Keeve turns around and gives him a hug. And then she says “but Ceret seems to still be alive lol. Let’s check.”

In a real bonehead move, Keeve gives Bartol the lightsaber to use as a flashlight. “Just try not to lose an arm, ‘kay?” she says as she checks on Ceret. A worm is halfway into Ceret’s ear. “What are these things?”

Star Wars: The High Republic (Vol. 1), Issue #3

Well, you could have told me that before I ate half of this steak tartare.

“Keeve Trennis… beware,” says Ceret before a tendril grabs Bartol’s leg. Keeve Forces the saber to cut off the tendril and Bartol runs free safely. Or is he? No meat is safe, apparently.

NOT FROM THE DRENGIR! A huge, horrible, tendril-filled monster crying for meat! Run! Ruuun!

“It has them now…” says Terec, sitting up on his gurney in a fugue. “the darkness.”

Sskeer puts his scaly hand on Terec’s forehead and tells him to center himself, damnit! “NO!” Terec screams in Darkside-ese. Suddenly, he spits out a mist of inky blackness right into Sskeer’s less-than-handsome face! “Poor Jedi,” Terec says, overcome with dark side energy. “So lost… so alone. Come with us, Sskeer – we can make you whole.”

Ceret, meanwhile, is also compromised. As he grabs Bartol, Keeve looks behind her with frustration. “Come on, Ceret – don’t I have enough to deal with?” she says, fending off the Drengir. The monster starts grabbing Keeve’s head and it’s most certainly a messy death for the young Jedi Knight… until Avar Kriss’ lightsaber penetrates the cave ceiling and cuts down the Drengir in half. Now “that’s” what I “call” a “badass move”.

She notices that Ceret is acting like a dingus, so she holds her hand out and insists that Ceret comes back to the Light. Good thing Avar Kriss is the best Jedi to ever Jedi, because Ceret snaps out of it immediately. Keeve assures Bartol that they’ll get out of there and back home, leading the kid into a false sense of security for sure, because the two halves of Drengir form two different Drengirs! “There is no essscape–” one says scarily! Now Sskeer shows up saying stuff like a dark side mofo. “–the harvessst will be bountiful. The harvessst will be pure.”

Final Thoughts

WHAT A DOOZY OF A STORY. How is anyone getting out of this alive when monsters and Jedi alike are dark-siding up the place with its stinky putrescence? Only Trump can save us now!

Batman (Vol. 2), Issue #0 – “Bright New Yesterday”

* Standalone Issue *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Batman (Vol. 2), Issue #0 – “Bright New Yesterday”! A fucking zeroth issue? Yes, bitch. A fucking zeroth issue!

Do we get to see a prelude to this whole Owl nonsense? What was Batman even doing before that whole debacle started? Jerking off? Because that would be an immensely good use of time, I always say!


Batman (Vol. 2), Issue #0 [November, 2012]
Written by: Scott Snyder
“Bright New Yesterday”

Batman (Vol. 2), Issue #0

Gotham City – Six Years Ago

A man named Sam holds a dedication ceremony for the New Gotham National Bank! And the crowd goes wild! A crowd of about 11 people. He cuts a cake shaped like a bank. It’s a pretty detailed cake! It would win on one of those, you know, cake shows.

Not twenty seconds after Sam christens the bank does a gaggle of bandits break in! All are wearing red masks except for the head honcho, who wears half of a giant red pill on his head. Time to make history repeat itself! It works like it did at the old bank: Get down on the ground and shut up while they rob the place blind! Make sense?

Sam grumbles about how they “have no right”, as if that mattered. Red Hood Five, as he’s called, knocks Sam in the head with the butt of his gun, breaking it with his skull. Sam bleeds out on the floor, and he didn’t even get to enjoy that cake!

Pill Head throws Red Hood Five a new gun and instructs him to take his mask off and shoot himself through the brain with it. Because not only does the real Red Hood five enjoy killing instead of butting, he’s also left-handed. “You, whoever you are, Mister Policeman… Five you are not.”

So here’s the deal, asshole. Blow your brains out, or they’ll take you back to their hideout to torture you and all that other fun stuff. We’re talking tickling with feathers. Brutal stuff.

The cop says okay, okay, but don’t hurt anyone else in the bank. Too bad he’s not using his fucking eyes to see or anything like that, because everyone else in the bank is foaming at the mouth.

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There was too much laundry detergent in my piece!

Red Pill instructs Fake Five to stick that gun in his mouth and pull the trigger. Now. “…Come on, already, will you? This is getting old.”

In the splittest of seconds, Fake Five knocks Red Pill with the butt of his gun (as is his trademark). We learn that this fucker is just Bruce Wayne with a horrible goatee. “Stupid, Bruce. Stupid,” he chastises himself as he starts kicking the crap out of Red Pill. “Should have done your homework. Should have taken more time studying him and the whole gang. But no, you wanted to get into the Red Hood Gang before the robbery. See them in action. As Alfred would say… ‘be careful what you wish for, Bruce.’”

Red Pill starts shooting at Bruce as he hides behind a knocked-over table. Then Bruce hurls one of them Batman-style smoke bombs that Batman always has! As he hobbles his way to the front door, he gets caught by police who start shooting at him as well. This is all shaking out to be very funny indeed!

“HE’S GOT SOMETHING IN HIS HAND!” yells one cop. Bruce has nothing in his hand.

“IT’S A GUN! I THINK IT’S A GUN!” yells another cop. Again, Bruce has nothing in his hand.

The Red Hood Gang emerges from the smoky bank and start firing at the cops while Bruce covers his ears and ducks. Bruce throws himself under a cop car and through a manhole as the firing continues. He rips off his stupid goatee-faced mask and hops onto a Bat-Bike just waiting there for him in the sewer. The Red Hood Gang, who all happen to be suddenly waiting for him under an aqueduct, opens fire.

“Are those gunshots, sir?” asks Alfred from the comm. “Sir?” Bruce doesn’t answer his faithful butler, but instead speeds down the sewers at 450mph and directly into his brownstone (as Alfred calls it). That sure was exciting, wasn’t it kids? Consider me thoroughly excited.

This brownstone seems to be pre-Batcave. Even pre-Batman! This brownstone is forty feet from where Bruce’s parents were killed. “This is where my war begins,” he says. Alfred snidely asks how the war is going, and Bruce says it’s coming along swimmingly, thank you for asking. He has the technology. He has the weapons. He just needs to be clandestine about it all.

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Perhaps this extra piece of Bank Cake will help stir the ol’ imagination.

Alfred hounds Bruce to get back to the manor; something there will help. Bruce needs to find Bruce again, or something to that effect. “Bruce Wayne isn’t important anymore,” says Bruce Wayne, who still stands there as Bruce Wayne. “He’s a mask. This is all I need to be. It’s who I am.”

Pardon Alfred’s French, but being a Wayne is the only important thing about you, sir. If you weren’t a Wayne, you’d be nothing. You’d be, like, a Jones. And until you recognize that, this isn’t going to work for shit.

Bruce doesn’t want to hear Alfred’s French! He’s got a fancy new boomerang that he’s going to try on the roof! Don’t wait up!

While Bruce boomerangs his butt off, the brownstone gets an unexpected visitor. Alfred brings the red-headed, mustachioed man up to the roof. Lieutenant Gordon, at your service. Bruce tries to excuse themselves from the roof, but Gordon wants to light one up. Fine. Make yourself at home, pig.

“How can I help you, Lieutenant?” Bruce asks with a wry look in his devilish eye.

“Frankly, Mr. Wayne, I’m not sure you can. From what I understand, you haven’t been very involved in the workings of Wayne Enterprises since you returned to Gotham three months ago, is that right?”

Bruce has an answer for everything, the sly dog! He’s been traipsing around Asia and the like for four years, he doesn’t know Thing One about running a Gotham business. So skedaddle, you rugged old so-and-so.

Gordon doesn’t like Bruce’s lack of involvement, because Wayne Enterprises (in the hands of Philip Kane) seems to be spitting and pissing on normal regulations. Illegal stuff, see? Felonies, see? Bruce asks for proof, but Gordon sighs and shrugs his limp little shoulders and tells Bruce he’s got absolutely nothing but hearsay.

ANYWAY, back to other business. There seems to be a vigilante in the neighborhood, sneaking around at night and stopping crimes. Stopping crimes with advanced tech, to boot. DOES THAT SOUND LIKE ANYONE YOU KNOW? Keep an eye out, would ya?

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I dare you to look into my big, beautiful, blue eyes and refuse to kiss me, Lieutenant.

Gordon tells this punk that anyone who may know about this vigilante and is hiding the facts is going to prison. ALL BASED ON HEARSAY, MIND.

When asked what any of this has to do with Bruce, Gordon tells him that it’s a bit odd to plant a base in Crime Alley when he could be hanging out in his mansion… if he should cross paths with this vigilante, it might be… eye-opening…

Anyway, a spot of tea and a scoot off to bed! Lieutenant, it’s time for you to fuck off on out of here!

Later that night, the Red Hood Gang stake out Bruce’s HQ. They’re going to blow the whole thing sky high! And! And! TO BE CONTINUED? ARE YOU YANKIN’ ME? Sigh…


We are treated to a second story entitled “Tomorrow”. Barbara Gordon asks her father, Jimmy Jam Gordon, why he’s being crazy. All planning to turn the justice system upside-down. All trying to elevate Batman to hero status instead of menace status. It smacks of favoritism! And we all know what happens to Lieutenants who are guilty of favoritism? *guillotine*

“The people out there… they think he’s nothing but a myth… a bogeyman for criminals that the press came up with to sell papers. We have to change that, Barbara. Otherwise, there’s no hope for the future of this city.”

Meanwhile, a teenager named Timothy (Tim Drake?) is getting scolded by Principal Nutsack for tampering with Mr. Archer’s computer and using electronic devices that are specifically banned from the school. Expulsion is the medicine that the doctor ordered here, and you can take that to the bank!

Timothy is confident that he won’t be expelled, and Principal Fuckhead asks why not? “There’s a few reasons, actually…” Timothy smiles. “For one, you’re about to find out that I aced the latest aptitude test that you forced on me to prove that I’m cheating on my exams. (I’m not, by the way). And you’re not going to throw out the best student in the school.”

I hate this kid already. Someone throw a rock at his face.

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This is the part where we find out that he planted a very elaborate car bomb, the little rascal.

This kid knows that Principal Assface has taken $1.6 million from the academy over the last decade. In fact, he has the whole money trail on his iPhone 4S! “I mean… how stupid does a man have to be to use his school e-mail to solicit money for academic projects that don’t exist?”

Very shrewd, young man! Sounds like a spanking is nigh!

A knock on the door signals that the police are here to take Principal Dipshit into custody and make him rot behind bars!

Meanwhile again, a couple of Red Hoods try sticking up a convenience store. They don’t look armed, so that’s already a dumb move. Then one of them introduces himself as Jason, which causes the other Red Hood to poke him in the eyes like Moe and Curly.

Oh, ok, the one that’s not dumb is armed, and he does a dumb move like shoot a woman right in the face. Whoops! Outside the store, Jason starts whaling on Red Hood #2 (Chris). He told him there were no bullets in the gun! He told him no one would get hurt! A cop comes to pull Jason off of Chris. That’s the end of this story. Jason is Jason Todd from Red Hood and the Outlaws, one of the worst comic series I’ve had the displeasure of reading! Let’s move on from this unpleasantness forever.

And finally, Dick Grayson is doing acrobatics in a circus tent until a patron steals a woman’s purse. “Let’s keep the clowning to the professionals!” he hollers as he leaps down from his tightrope and kicks the man in the face.

Then there’s a Batsignal in the sky. Grayson goes “Whoa.” Jason goes “…” Timothy goes “So freaking cool…” And then all these Robins proceed to have sex with each other.

Unveiling his Batsignal, Gordon calls the device a secret hope for justice in Gotham. For a better tomorrow. “Anyone who actually stands for what’s right in this wicked town… they need all the belief they can get.”

Barbara stares at the signal all like “buhhhhhhh”

Final Thoughts

Touching! Issue #0 ain’t no zero that’s for sure! Let’s keep the clowning to the professionals! Seacrest out.

Archie’s Pals ‘n’ Gals (Vol. 1), Issue #35

Welcome to Archieness & Riverdalers Presents: Archie’s Pals ‘n’ Gals (Vol. 1), Issue #35!


Archie’s Pals ‘n’ Gals (Vol. 1), Issue #35 [Winter 1965-66]

Archie’s Pals ‘n’ Gals (Vol. 1), Issue #35


”Getting Ready”

Archie dribbles a basketball while walking down the sidewalk with Veronica on this beautiful-ass autumn day. She looks positively livid that Archie even has a basketball with him, but Archie goes “aw shucks etc., I need to practice if I wanna try out for the team!”

Veronica kicks the thing out of his hands like a complete cunt. It bounces into the street, so be prepared for Archie to get creamed by a cement truck as he walks out to go get it.

Later, Jughead holds his arms out and clasps his hands to make a hoop as Archie practices his lay-ups. Just pretend his face is a backboard and laugh and laugh! After a few shots, Jughead suggests going for a drive, so the two of them pile into the ugliest car I’ve ever seen in my life. Juggy is floored to see Archie dribbling a basketball outside the car with his left hand while he drives! How’s that for an lol and an lmao??

When Jughead tells this idiot to cool it with the basketball, Archive tries passing it to his friend in the passenger’s seat… who misses. Now it’s bouncing across various front lawns and Archie has this bright idea to go chase it down.

As the ball bounces wildly down the street, Jughead points at a house. “Hey, Arch! Do you know who lives in that house over there!?”

The basketball crashes right through the front window.

“Our basketball coach!” Jughead says haughtily. Archie’s underwear overflows with diarrhea.

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Um, do you think he’ll notice?

We don’t get to see it, but Archie gets royally chewed out by the coach. Profanities, verbal abuse, and even a ritual caning was on the table, I bet. Archie walks away without his basketball sulkily. Betty is on the street, and she reminds Archie that they have a date tonight. Archie goes “oh yeah…” because he was thinking about basketball so much that he forgot all about boning the blonde one. Plus, it’ll be nice to take his mind off of basketball after Coach reamed him a new one.

But alas! When Archie picks Betty up, she’s dribbling a basketball! “I hope you don’t mind, but they’re having tryouts for the girls’ basketball team and I want to be ready!”

Archie frowns and we all point a snicker at the doofus.


”The Thin Line”

Hiram Lodge is kicking Archie out of his house, probably because he brought in a donkey and it ate all of his tax receipts.

“Mr. Lodge, you really don’t mean this!” Archie protests. “Remember, there’s just a thin line between love and hate!”

Lodge slams the door. “Thin line indeed!” He turns to his daughter. “I wish there was a big fat line between me and that idiot boyfriend of yours!”

Here’s the thing: Archie was just helping Veronica with her psychology homework! He wasn’t sucking on her clitoris, honest! Then she has a good idea…

Later at the ice cream shop, Veronica suggests that Archie “try some psychology” on her dad. I don’t know what that means yet, but I don’t think hypnotizing swinging timepieces will be involved. Archie asks Jughead and Veronica to do a little roleplay *eyebrows* Jughead will be Mr. Lodge, and Veronica can be Veronica! It’s a stretch, but it might work.

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From now on you’re going potty outside like the dog you are!

While Archie tries to be nice to Hiram Jughead, he accidentally spills soda all over his pants, fucking everything up. Jughead gives him the business, as Hiram Lodge would, then turns to Veronica and tells her to stop dating “that idiot”.

Archie slaps Jughead daintily across the face and tells him to snap out of it. Little bubbles appear above Jughead’s head as if he were either drunk or in a deep fugue state; probably both. I think we’re all supposed to laugh here, but I’m instead stabbing my throat with a rusty machete.

Speaking of getting sliced and diced, Veronica thinks Archie is ready to confront Hiram! I don’t know why she thinks this since he literally accomplished nothing during the roleplay, but I’m not here to argue about the progression of an Archie story from 60 years ago. They find Hiram in the kitchen frowning his ass off.

“Hello, Mr. Lodge!” Archie says nervously. “It’s your old pal, Archie, say that’s an interesting piece you’ve added to your collection!” He points to a garbage can and calls it a great work of art. The earthy quality has really been captured! After looking like a moron yet again, Hiram tells Archie that maybe he could help him by fucking off and taking out the trash.

“Daddy! How could you ask Archie to take out the garbage!” Veronica moans. Hiram calls it the start of a great new career for him!

Archie drops it and spills garbage all over the floor. This, apparently, is the end of the story. Go psychology!


”The Silent Woman”

Veronica brings into her house a life-size blowup doll of her likeness. Keep that away from Archie is all I’m saying. There’s a ragged man with a gray suit that looks like it’s made out of burlap. “This is Professor Paraffin of that fabulous wax museum on the pier!” she says, introducing this very confused-looking man. Hiram looks at the wax dummy with awe. “It’s going to protect my interest while I’m in Paris this week!” Veronica adds.

Veronica directs Swanson, her driver, to keep Archie in sight of the dummy at all times. But keep him at a distance! But stay close! But not too close! But yes! But no! And give him this note that says she’s sick with chlamydia, or whatever other hip disease the kids are getting these days. The clap, maybe.

Archie gets the note and reads that she’ll be keeping an eye on him nonetheless. Betty says she’s bluffing. Later, Archie walks by the house and sees the dummy propped on a chair next to the window. He waves. It doesn’t wave back. He grins stupidly and heads over to Pop’s for a date with Betty. Swanson, with a devilish glint in his little eyeball, carries the dummy across town, following Archibald.

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There’s a real dummy on this street, and it ain’t Veronica!

Betty sees Swanson driving around with the dummy and concludes that Veronica is spying on them out of jealousy! Archie concludes the same and furrows his brow angrily!

“Hey, Veronica’s really living it up, eh Arch?” Jughead says, meeting Archie on the street.

“Living it up? She’s sitting over there suffering from a virus!”

“Impossible!” says Jughead indubitably. “I personally saw her board the plane to Paris at the airport yesterday!” Why Jughead was at the airport is a mystery, but perhaps he was eating a bunch of overpriced burgers at the Chilis-To-Go.

Why, this really steams Archie up it does! Not worried at all about catching the clap, Archie storms over to the car, freaking out Swanson who needs to get the dummy away. But the engine is flooded! It won’t start! Eeep!

Archie notices right away after sticking his penis on the arm that “Veronica” is actually a wax dummy! Grrrr! “She left this thing to spy on me and keep me away from Betty!” he yells, staring Swanson right in his not-so-devilish-anymore eye. Swanson concedes.

Archie carries the dummy back into the Lodge household triumphantly like he just solved the Taman Shud case. A week later, Veronica comes home and asks her perpetually perplexed father if the wax dummy kept Archie at bay. “Oh, indeed!” he says. “The three of them have been inseparable all week!”

Three of them?! BRRT!!

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Creepy!


”Kicking Around”

Beatles-bowlheaded Reggie and Archie are throwing the ol’ pigskin around. “I GOT IT!” Betty all but screams as she intercepts it. A girl wants to play football! Jumpin’ jeepers, get out of town! “Betty, you can’t play football with us!” Reggie hollers with murderous rage. Archie agrees. Betty punts the football so far that it flies from the backyard to the high school football field where the coach (you can tell he’s the coach because he’s wearing a shirt that says “COACH” on it in blood) marvels at the punt.

Archie runs to go get the football and the coach gives him an “ARCHIE, MUH BOY!” That football was kicked all the way here! Why golly gee! “I’ve been looking for someone who could kick like that and now I’ve found him!” Coach declares, hugging Archie to his face and peppering him with soft little kisses and landing him a prime spot on the sex offender registry. Archie tries to downplay it, tries to tell him that “he knows a girl who could kick that far”, but our lumpy, pear-shaped coach won’t hear any of it!

Reggie asks why Archie doesn’t just tell the truth, and it’s because the truth would break Coach’s lumpy, pear-shaped heart. Besides, Archie can kick too! Watch this: *accidentally punts it right through Reggie’s sphincter*

The balls flies straight up, then lands on Archie’s head. Reggie cackles. Things are going to be quite fun come gametime when Archie doesn’t do anything on the field but suck.

“Don’t worry, Arch!” Reggie says in the locker room. “I’m the quarterback and I just won’t call any kicking plays!” He boggles through the fourth wall. “At least I think I won’t!”

But man, does Reggie want to make Archie look like a plumb fool. So, typically, Reggie’s first call is a kicking play. “The spotlight is yours!” he says to a confused Archie.

Eventually Coach cries because Football is Life.

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Coach, your butt is talking again!

That’s pretty much the end. We can end it there. That’s ok.


”The Ventriloquist”

Reggie’s great at throwing his voice! Watch this, fellas! “Eat me…” See, that was the hamburger talkin’!

Archie tells him to throw his voice across the diner and then go join it. Veronica laughs at this moment of levity! Reggie is completely beside himself with so much fucking rage that he could blow up a balloon through a gloryhole. “Wise guy! I’ll get even with him!”

“What are you doing tonight, Fathead?” Archie says to Veronica, and—WAIT A MINUTE!! HOW DARE YOU!! Veronica slaps Archie so hard that you can see his handprint on the face of his grandchild who will be born in 1993.

“What do you think of my voice now, knucklehead?” Reggie sneers as Veronica storms out of the diner. Archie has a concussion now and will probably die before the next morning, honestly.

But Archie has a chip on his shoulder, so he elicits the help of Jughead and Moose. First he tells them that Reggie can throw his voice like some sort of Harry Potter wizard, so be careful. Secondly, Moose, you fuck like your mom’s in the room (and you’re fucking her), and—WAIT A MINUTE!!

Moose grabs Archie’s collar for saying something so dang rude (it was actually about how he ain’t got no brains), but Archie pleads victim! “Reggie must be around!” he panics, but Moose would rather fist Archie’s teeth down his throat. But then Reggie shows up and is like “YEAH, I’M MAKING ARCHIE SAY EVERYTHING HEH HEH!” so Moose chases Reggie down the block. Are we laughing yet?! Are we laughing yet?!?!

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Reggie will prove you don’t need a rape whistle if you can throw your voice! There’s a joke in there somewhere, I think.


”The New Moose”

Archie stands under a tree with the most gaudy lapels I’ve ever seen while Jughead and Reggie run for their lives. “You better beat it, Arch! Moose is coming!”

Yeah, he’s coming all right. Coming big time. But Archie isn’t worried. In fact, Archie welcomes Moose’s arrival! But Reggie slaps the kid silly until every tooth is knocked out of his stupid head. “Haven’t you heard? Moose just finished taking one of those personality courses!” Oh, ok. Did he find out that he has no personality at all? Because that would be the most likely outcome here.

“Hi Moose!” says Archie, undisturbed.

“You’re talking to the new Moose now!” he says jubilantly. CRUNCH! That’s the sound of Moose crushing all of Archie’s hand bones. A firm, friendly handshake is just what the doctor ordered, eh? Why are you hopping around gripping your hand like that Archie? Are you on drugs?

Moose, afraid that he offended Archie, decides to clap him on the back! This sends him to Nebraska.

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Gee, why is Archie humping that fence? Seems kinda weird, huh?

Archie is woozy; tells Moose to keep away before he dies of blunt force trauma to the internal organs and whatnot. “But Archie, I’m your friend! I’m everybody’s friend!” Moose declares falsely. But he’s reasonable. Perhaps he’ll focus his attention on Betty, who just happens to be walking by.

“Allow me to assist you across the street!” he says, grabbing Betty’s arm.

“But… Moose! I don’t want to cross the street!” And Moose looks affronted. A taste of the back of his hand is just what the doctor ordered, eh? *hits a woman*

Later, the gang all discussed Moose’s newfound niceness. Something must be done, he’s more dangerous than ever! He might shoot a friendly gun in someone’s face!

Midge walks by, and Reggie gets a bright idea to involve this poor girl in helping the boys run away from Moose while Midge distracts him with boobs and/or vagina.

But later, Moose approaches Reggie and Archie and scares them both out of their wits!

“Good ahead Moose… hit us if you have to!” Reggie trembles.

“We can take it!” Archie shivers.

“I’m not going to hit you! Midge told me what you did and I think it’s wonderful! MY PALS!”

Moose gets them both in a friendly headlock, crushing their throats and their spines and sending them to the hospital. Archie and Reggie die four days later.


”New Girl in School”

There’s a new girl in school and she’s a sexy little redheaded piece! Archie is going to put the moves on her, watch this! *dances the Charleston*

“Hi! My name is Archie Andrews!”

“So?”

Fucking excellent start! Archie looks mad for a panel like he’s about to commit a misogynistic crime, but he goes from mad to sad pretty quickly. And he doesn’t even have much time to mope before Veronica catches wind of his flirty behavior.

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Get a pair of brass knuckles next time, sister.

So now that Archie has been killed, we can move onto bigger and better things! Things like Jughead not giving a shit that Archie has just been murdered.

Betty arrives and sees Archie dying of a closed-head injury. “What hit you?” she asks. “Ronnie!” Archie responds. And Betty is sympathetic for about four nanoseconds before she, too, gives him a right fucking hook to the jaw. SOCK! Archie’s down again!

Jughead says something snide, which prompts Archie to knock his teeth so far down his throat that Jughead will be shitting teeth for the next six days. Now Reggie shows up and wants to get in on the punching, so he and Jughead punch each other at the same time and it’s kind of cute, actually.

Moose shows up and things are really getting ridiculous now! “Okay you two, break it up! You guys are friends, you shouldn’t be fighting! No more of it, understand?” And then it’s right in Jughead and Reggie’s faces with fists.

OK, picture this: Archie punches Moose in the face because we’re starting to really run out of steam in this particular story. Moose takes it in the chin and it barely affects him. So Moose stabs Archie in the throat.

And then the new girl walks by again and the laugh track is deafening.


”What Did I Do”

We see the immediate aftermath of a Betty swinging her purse across Archie’s mug, presumably because he either pinched her ass or threw a grenade in her general vicinity. “How do I get myself in these situations?” he asks himself, dazed and confused. “There wasn’t any reason for Betty to be mad at me!” he complains cluelessly.

We see them earlier walking through the park arm in arm… and Archie starts goggling at a young lass wearing a tight, strapless yellow dress.

Then he offers Betty a drink on him… and shows her a drinking fountain. Archie then checks out the yellow dress girl again while squirting Betty in the face with water.

Like this!:

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Whoa there! That’s a little premature!

“What happened?” Archie asks, hands spread while Betty gives him the ol’ stink eye (and it’s extra stinky!) She calls him an inconsiderate cunt and complains about being so hungry that she could “chew on an old glove”. Archie strokes his chin devilishly, remembering that this date would involve at least one or two foods. Would you like a slice of pizza or an old glove, my dear? *winks*

“I’ll show you I’m not cheap!” he takes her arm and pulls it out of her socket. “Come on!”

He orders pizza from a street vendor, but makes the inexcusable gaffe of ordering only ONE soda! This was the last straw! This is the part where Betty fills her purse with doorknobs and socks Archie in the teeth.

“How do I get myself in these situations?” he asks again, and fuck it, I just pissed myself!


”The Show-Offs”

Archie has a girl on each arm, and I bet you guess which two! Yes, that’s right, Gertrude and Hortense. “I’ll bet you can’t do this, Arch!” Reggie says, furiously masturbating. Actually, he is standing upside-down on one finger. Archie admits that he can’t do it, but the furious masturbation thing would be right up his alley, honestly.

Reggie is absolutely livid. So livid, in fact, that there are ANGER LINES emanating from his face. “What do I have to do to get those girls to pay some attention to me!” he asks himself lividly.

“Hey Arch, can you do a back flip?” he asks him like an incel. Betty (Gertrude) and Veronica (Hortense) disagree on where they want to go next: the park or the Chocolate Shoppe. This can be decided with a patented Reggie backflip! If he lands on his fat head, they’ll walk through the dang park. If he lands on his fat butt, the Chocolate Shoppe it is! Reggie looks positively livid.

“Reggie is such a show-off!” Betty says with a furrowed brow.

“Let’s get away from here!” agrees Veronica.

“I’m glad you’re not a show-off, Archie!”

“It’s nice to know a normal boy who can’t do any of those things!”

This is the part where Archie fucks up. “What do you mean I can’t do any of those things? — I’ll show you!”

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Get a load’a this stupid asshole.

He then tries a handstand in front of the girls, who just look on with bemusement. He fails, so his next great idea is to leap over a wall. Betty and Veronica’s collective vaginas lose every bit of moisture possible as Archie crashes head-first into it. This is getting sadder and sadder, of course. Now that Archie has a concussion, the girls carry him to the hospital where he perishes after a 45-day coma.


”Show Time”

Archie is the host of the school radio program! And he sucks: “This is Station WRVRLKM, Riverdale High’s own radio station! And this is your old friend Lonesome Archie here to entertain you friends!”

Betty and Mr. Weatherbee look on with polite disapproval. Then Betty praises Weatherbee on his great idea to have a radio station in the school. Weatherbee kind of makes a “hmph!” face.

Archie spreads his hands and declares that tonight is Talent Night! Bring your juggling balls and your parachute pants. Jughead arrives into the studio with his crown and his cozy sweater; he’ll be the first Talent Show participant! And he has a card trick ready for the listening audience!

“CARD TRICK!” Archie screams with indignation. THIS IS A FUCKING RADIO SHOW, FUCK FACE! He shoves Jughead out of the room and breaks off their friendship forever.

Now it’s Reggie’s turn. He stands upside-down on his one hand, the trick he uses to not get any girls. Archie is so mad that he slaps Reggie down to the floor.

It’s Betty’s turn. She does a tap dance! Archie throws her in the trash.

Moose karate-chops a piece of wood in half. Archie shoots him in the head with a gun.

Archie decides to play some records, but he trips over a wire and breaks every single record in his stack.

“Well, Mr. Weatherbee, what do you think?” Betty asks smilingly.

“I think it’s the greatest television show I’ve ever seen!” Mr. Weatherbee says with a scowl. “Too bad we didn’t have a camera!”

*trombone fart*

Final Thoughts

Sorry that was so long, you guys. There was just so much damn Archie packed into every lovely panel. Until next time, groovy dudes, keep on truckin’.

Star Trek: The Next Generation – Season 1, Episode 2 – “Encounter at Farpoint (Part 2)”

Star Trek: The Next Generation

The crew of the Enterprise is put on trial by a mysterious force called “Q” for all the crimes of mankind.

Part 2, motherbitches! Let’s get this show on the road!

Q shows up on the main screen with a wry raise of the eyebrow. Farpoint is the ultimate test, and Captain Picard has 24 hours to prove his bullshit or he will be sentenced to 415 years in the salt mines. Picard is not rattled, because he’s going to conduct himself the way he would anyway if Q weren’t around anyway: by visiting every brothel this side of the Farpoint Mississippi.

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This channel sucks. Can you get ESPN on this thing?

Riker catches the first glimpse of Deanna Troi while on the bridge and Riker has an “uh oh” face. She uses her telepathy to say “don’t fuck things up this time” and also “our love will prevail again someday” and also “I feel bloated”.

Picard, Riker, and Troi visit Zorn to profess their interest in building facilities, and Zorn is pretty good at building things and also engineering things and maybe he won’t do it! Sweeten the deal a little bit and maybe he’ll lend his services. Meanwhile, Troi has one of her weird empath conniption fits that don’t happen anymore after this episode: she feels severe loneliness and sadness, and Zorn gets defensive and starts yelling. Picard is offended! They storm out of there in disgust!

Riker is wandering around the ship aimlessly and decides he wants to meet Lieutenant Commander Data, local sex robot. He finds Data on a holodeck in a program that looks like the lavish ecosystem of trees, streams, and chirping birds. “Getting away from it all”, as it were, just as those humans do. The ones he loves so dang much. Riker catches him whistling in a tree like a Disney character from 1940.

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Wow, it’s beautiful… do you know what’s even more interesting? That Fisting Sluts 4 program that Riker installed earlier.

Riker is troubled that a lieutenant commander is an android. Data calls him a bigot. Riker calls Data “Pinocchio”, not referring to his long dick-like nose, but rather his hopelessly tenacious efforts to become a real boy!

Riker and Data catch Wesley hanging out in the holodeck and witness the little pants-pisser fall into the river. Instead of letting him drown, which would have been absolutely hilarious, Data saves him by pulling him out of the water with one strong-ass arm. Too bad. It would have been funny to see Dr. Crusher look barely sad about her dead son.

Wesley wants to visit the bridge, but Dr. Crusher says that it’s illegal and punishable by getting forced out of an airlock. Then Dr. Crusher says that she promises to see what they can do about it. Wesley is quite happy. He pisses his pants with glee.

The whole bridge team beams down to Farpoint. Yar and Troi are tasked with creeping around a weird, empty, dark corridor. They find something interesting: a bunch of shit that Geordi can’t identify or recognize with his special visor. Troi feels so much terrible pain and despair that they have to stop what they’re doing to make her feel better. You know, instead of just leaving her there. Riker is unnerved about the place now, and reports to Picard that something is rotten in the state of Farpoint.

Wesley visits the bridge and Picard just about throws a stapler at him. “Children are not allowed on the bridge,” he spits before Dr. Crusher steps out from behind her son. Picard is speechless because these two have boning history, and subsequently lets Wesley wander around the bridge. “BUT DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING,” he spits again. Everyone on the bridge stares at the kid while he wanders around mouth agape like he’s on fucking drugs. Picard lets him sit at the control center and tries mansplain everything to him, but Wesley is, of course, an annoying child prodigy and a big know-it-all about everything. Picard has had enough of him within 14 seconds and he kicks the Crushers off the bridge forthwith. Fuck ’em.

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And if you direct your attention over there, young Wesley, it’s the bridge’s Sno-Cone machine. Not for kids.

Something is detected in the perimeter! An unknown ship! Raise the shields, ready the phasers! Open a hailing frequency: “Eat my entire ass!”

Picard calls up Zorn and tells him about the unidentified vessel, and Zorn says there are no scheduled ships to arrive to the orbit. Zorn had mentioned before about getting the Ferengi involved in their dealings and now they have shown up in their massive ship to crash the party.

Troi is still having empath heartburn. Data announces that something down in the corridor is shielding their communicators. Riker doesn’t like this fishiness and they try to return to the main Farpoint hub.

Worf announces that their scanners are useless against the big ol’ Ferengi UFO. The vessel starts blasting the planet below, which scares the piss out of Riker and crew. Riker and Data investigate while Yar, Troi and Geordi beam back up. Zorn is desperate for the Enterprise’s help before Farpoint gets blown to smithereens.

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Mayday! Mayday! I need a haircut! Someone get me a haircut!

“Would you object to your captain ordering a very illegal kidnapping?” says Picard to Riker.
“No objection, sir,” responds Riker. So they fucking kidnap Zorn and bring him aboard the ship. Zorn knows something and they demand answers! Q is going to be very upset and– oh, he just showed up to chastise these mooks.

“Get off my bridge!” yells Picard. Q tells him to go fornicate himself.

Force fields full on, they shift into Impulse Power 2 and do nothing in particular. Riker and Data are caught up in the missile fire that keeps raining down on the city. Zorn is crying under a table. Riker and Data confront him and say, basically, that if he doesn’t fess up they’ll leave him there to die. Suddenly, Zorn gets caught up in what looks like a Ferengi transported beam and Riker goes “oh shit” and the two of them beam back aboard. Q is reveling in the stupidity.

Riker requests to beam over to the other ship. He gets in Q’s face and tells him, savagely, that humans are no longer a savage race. Q is still not convinced.

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Four to beam down to the Sno-Cone planet to replenish our supply.

Picard visits the sexy, swaggering Dr. Crusher and apologizes for tossing the kid off the bridge by the scruff. He admits to her that he was impressed by Wesley’s knowledge and then approves her assignment transfer to the Enterprise, but she makes it clear to Picard that she’s not doing it for the reasons he thinks she’s doing it. It’s probably because her husband kicked the bucket and she needs a distraction, and her lousy son isn’t good enough.

Riker and crew return to the creepy Farpoint subsurface corridor where Troi feels the hatred and despair again. They creep along the tunnel and discover Zorn yelling like a tortured moose. They find him suspended in a weird purple light, screaming like an awfully poor actor. Zorn’s like “I don’t know why I’m here!” but Troi calls bullshit. They set their phasers to “get the poor sap out of there” and they zap the purple light, disabling it.

Q shows up dressed like Picard, four buttons on his lapel and all, and assumes his position in the captain’s chair. Riker’s team beams Zorn up to the bridge. Q goads Picard to blow up the big scary vessel, but Zorn and Troi are like “NO!”

Riker asks why the vessel was torturing Zorn, but he keeps insisting that he has no goddamn idea. The viewer shows the vessel slowly flipping over and turning into a space jellyfish! Picard accuses Zorn of capturing a similar creature back on Farpoint. The feelings that Troi was experiencing were love and hatred and all sorts of mixed emotions because these two jellyfish lovers were separated. How touching!

The Enterprise beams the trapped space jellyfish off the planet. It turns out that the jellyfish is Farpoint station! “Lucky guess,” grumbles Q.

“Please believe me, we meant no harm to the creature!” lies Zorn. No one on the bridge is having it.

The space jellyfish all but fuck in front of the ship. Then they slither off into the abyss of space.

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The closest thing to a sex scene you’ll find in The Next Generation.

“Sir, it’s wonderful!” says Troi. lol. Everyone farts as a response, even Q.

Picard turns to Q and asks why he uses other lifeforms for his recreation. Q is coy, even after Picard tells him to get his ass off his ship. “I cannot promise I will not appear again,” says Q slyly before disappearing. He’s right, you know. Q episodes are some of the best.

Everyone on the bridge stares at each other with trepidation. Picard looks placidly triumphant. The audience golf claps with respect.

Next Time on Star Trek: The Next Generation

Season 1, Episode 3 — “The Naked Now”
Riker creates a 1TB holodeck program where celebrities from 1973 strip in front of him.