Thursday, July 03, 2014

Aqualad is the Devil

Show of hands....

if you have a choice between holding hands with Aqualad and singing songs 



and simply surrendering to the deep blue sea,
which would you choose?

11 comments:

Andrew said...

Quoth Douglas Adams, "Worse things happen at sea, or even at school". I'd take the hand and sing the song.

I'm more concerned that Aquaman's chest appears to be radioactive.

Scipio said...

One of his lesser known powers.

John said...

That's an old sailors' trick. When everybody's holding hands, nobody can punch you.

I'm sort of curious about Aquaman's scam, here. When the obvious options (and in a superhero universe, we know those are just a tiny subset of actual options) include using a mirror to signal a Coast Guard cutter that might be only a few miles away or--alternatively--using infallible telepathy to summon fish and aquatic mammals, why does the mirror strike him as the more responsible approach? He's not even trying to hide a secret identity, the catch-all excuse for plenty of poor judgment.

Unknown said...

That is a good point, John. Especially, in the vastness of the ocean (roughly 70% of the planet's surface), whatever particular sea creature Aquaman needs for any situation always seems to be within easy swimming distance...

Murray said...

I'm definitely going to try and replace "chill" with "clam" in my daily speech. I never knew they were the epitome of "chipper and relaxed".

SallyP said...

These people are wet, cold, and probably have sharks and eels swimming around their legs, and Aqualad wants them to...SING!???!

I...just don't know what to say.

Nathan Hall said...

"Devil" is just "lived" backwards. We can at least say this devil lived to the fullest.

Anonymous said...

Oddly enough, clams are one of the LEAST relaxed of all the mollusks. Only mussels are more tense. Clams and other bivalves are known to be quite chipper, however.

Nathan Hall said...

Hey, if your stomach was also your foot, you'd be stressed too.

Bryan L said...

Trick question. There's no escape from Aqualad. He'll just swim down after you and drag you to the surface in time to sing the next verse. You are trapped in an existential hell that Jean Paul Sartre could never have imagined.

CobraMisfit said...

Holding hands with Aqualad is surrendering to the deep blue C.