Comical
When I was a kid my Aunt Fran came over the house one day. She held a thin paper bag and said, “Steven, I have a surprise for you. I know you like comic books, so I got you this.”
Sweet! Good ol’ Aunt Fran!
What could it be??? Fantastic Four? The Incredible Hulk?
I grabbed the bag and pulled out my unexpected bounty.
Oh boy! Iron M– jaw…

IronJaw?
Gee, thanks Aunt Fran.
He’s really… cool. No, he is!
Stand back evil! Here comes IRONJAW and his… iron… jaw.
Nothing can stand in his way! No matter how… chewy?
Well, at least he’s got a cool unifor–
Nevermind.

