I had weekend work today. I got the day shift portion (which is insanely early, who is up at that hour?) Now, as a certifiable night-shift-owl, it's unnatural for me to sleep during the hours of darkness. So, in preparation for this shift, I obtained maybe an hour of rest. We had a light day planned, maybe an hour or two of inspections for Monday's flight. But apparently my regular shift can't get along without me so they left us with a bunch of jets that couldn't fly. I was out there thirteen hours today. Everytime we fixed one problem, another developed. I have to fix three new problems tomorrow morning.
Frustrating, I tell you.
So, in desperate need of relaxation, I turned to my
Golden Age Flash Archives, which I haven't touched for a year. I haven't had a chance to read through Volume 2, so I figured I'd do a little glancing around for fun innuendo.
I opened to a random page.
This is what I saw:
I am a childish woman. I couldn't help but chuckle at the first line.
Then I moved on, to the very next panel:
Life is Good.
The Golden Age Flash knows what you want and how you like it even better than you yourself do.
ReplyDeleteBeing a superhero is a stressful job, and sometimes you just need to releive that stress. Besides, he wasn't always married to Joan.
ReplyDeleteJay, I wish I knew how to quit you.
ReplyDeletePoor Joan. When he said a quickie, he wasn't kidding.