I wonder what it was. Sore throat? A minor sprain? Hard to say. But it seems like it's all come upon him pretty quickly, as he hadn't even time to get out of his costume and into his jarmies. Come to think of it, maybe his costume is his jarmies.
What is this spartan room he's in? Is it a hospital ward, or his own apartment? If it's the latter, has he got the tele on? Ellen?
And I wonder what that is over there. Dimetapp Daytime/Nightime? Benadryl? Or something harder..
Also interesting to ponder, is the empty glass. It's nice to know a superhero is comfortable enough with his masculinity to use a straw. But I wonder where he put the straw, because as you can see, there ain't no mouth-hole there. Hmm. Maybe it's a bendy straw and he tucked it down through the eye hole. Or maybe he just sucked it through the costume, and it's now a bit damp and smelling of flat lemonade.
Whatever the story, I feel some sadness for Spiderman, but also somehow, closer to him than ever before. He's one of us, after all.
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" Maybe it's a bendy straw and he tucked it down through the eye hole. Or maybe he just sucked it through the costume, and it's now a bit damp and smelling of flat lemonade."
Cheers brethra. That made me laugh quite happily to myself. made my day.
The notion of Spider-man (or any super-hero) in bed fully costumed is always an innate source of amusement.
I mean, he's got his own beachwear http://gofigureactionfigures.com/product8418.html
Why can't Spider-man at least wear Spider-man pajamas?
Heh heh. Ben, I expect you should find this on your own ;), but I have just tagged you in a meme, which I thought you might find fun, but if not feel free to skip it!
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