I finished reading all of Secret Six last night.
And now I’m sad.
Because there’s not more Secret Six.
Also, I want Bane to be my dad.
No offense, Pop, but you didn’t even OFFER to snap the spine of those girls who were mean to me in jr. high.
Heh. Bane could be my dad, any day.
It’s interesting…people think all the wish fulfillment in superhero comics is in the powers, the adventures. I’d say that’s a big part.
But not the only part.