“We don’t gotta hold hands, Bob.” “It’s not a sexual grasping, Sam.” “I know, I know. You can let go, though.” “No, uh, tantric pleasure is being derived thereof. As you can see from my face.” “I see your face, man. You don’t wanna smile for the crowd?” “Nope. Giving ’em the glower.” “It’s like … Continue reading Putting The “Super” In Supergroup