Episode 097, “Visions of Death!”

X-Men #115, November 1978
“Visions of Death!”
Written by Chris Claremont, Pencils by John Byrne, Inks by Terry Austin, Lettered by Rick Parker, Edited by Roger Stern, Editor-In-Chief Jim Shooter

Mo Maddy, She Wrote Me A Letter!

In Which We Learn That The Savage Land May Destroy Your Shirt But The Delicious Mansculpting Kind Of Makes Up For It, That Cyclops Is Such A Coward That Not Even Kenny Rogers Could Redeem Him, And That I’ll Be Fine With Flame Skin Drawings As Long As They Cut The Stupid Chinese Symbols Crap! You Don’t Speak Flame Chinese Either, Poseur!

Well, It Really Matters Exactly Which Parts Are Petrified, Doesn’t It?!

Wolverine don’t know nothin’ about avant-garde aquatic opera and he don’t wanna know!

The early Charlie’s Angels auditions were kind of a freak show.

Wolvie knows, you really have to arch your back just right to reach the taint.

Brow? I’d say you knocked the whole head off!

The McDLT of X-attacks.

No way, Peter. Billy Joel loves you just the way you are.

Trade the sabertooth tiger for a bear skin rug and you have that get-to-know-you fraternity retreat that no one talks about.

I can totally see my spire from here.

Then the pizza delivery guy shows up with an extra sausage pie and it just writes itself.  Emphasis on the extra sausage.

Is that uncut Colombian cocaine? Kurt and Logan are about to go total Tony Montana on us! Say hello to my little Floomp!

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