You know how New Kids On The Block, that horrific Boy Band from our youth (assuming that you are around my age, and that your youth therefore coincides with my own), tried to remake their image at one point and decided to go by the more concise but equally awesome name NKOTB? Well, something similar has apparently happened with Superman and Batman. Some time in the last month or so, they had a meeting with their PR manager, Max, and decided that they needed an image makeover. Same costumes, same crime-fighting dedication, same inexplicable flying/fighting/kissing/falling/dancing activities whilst in Max's hands, but new names. Max, publicity wizard that he is, has rechristened Superman and Batman, and has decided that their names will henceforth be pronounced Cinnamon and Bedpan.
That's right, folks. Cinnamon and Bedpan, fighting for truth, justice, savory desserts, and incontinence.
And The American Way, of course.
P.S. Max's unique pronunciations have also been at work on The Transformers, who shall henceforth be known as The Assformers. I didn't include The Assformers in the Blog Post Proper, because I have no pictures of anyone Tillmanish interacting with a transformer, and because I shudder to think what I would find on tracksy the next time I looked. I didn't feel right about leaving The Assformers out altogether, though, because they are doing their part to save and maintain the world, too, and they should be acknowledged. Plus, The Assformers made Ian laugh until he literally cried, and I am pretty sure that there are at least two or three of you out there who share his juvenile sense of humor and will have a brighter day just knowing that somewhere out there, a small boy is accusing a robotic toy of sculpting buttocks. More than meets the eye, indeed.