Your Friendly Neighborhood Oh-Good-Lord

Nothing to jolt the blogger to post like stepping off a Metro elevator in suburban Maryland at 9 a.m. to find yourself face to face with a portly man dressed as Spider-Man. I was the only person going up, he the only one going down—so no, I can't say for sure that I wasn't simply still asleep.

. . . or under the influence of the dread Mysterio!?

Anyway—imagine the fellow below, but in costume not paint, and 2x along the horizontal axis,

That's right! pr0n! I hope all of you are reading this at 9 a.m.

and less nude. No explanation was forthcoming as we traded places, and really, at 9 a.m., I'm not sure whether it would have been courteous or abusive for him to offer one.

B O N U S I M A G E S !