#guys #this is why I love steve so much #his weapon isn’t even a fucking weapon #his weapon is defense not offense #his goddamn weapon? is safety #is protection #is protecting himself and others #he takes every hit and he takes every punch #but his weapon after all this time is protection #jesus christ I think I just started crying
Still to this day my favorite comic
Okay let me tell you this story my teacher told me in like 6th grade that I still somehow remember to this day. And by somehow, I mean it was fucking hilarious and I’ll never stop laughing.
In college she was a teacher’s aid for an anatomy class or something or another. On the day they were suppose to examine an actually corpse one of the past students came in with an empty body bag. To put it simply, he pretended to be the dead body they were going to examine that day.
She knew this shit was going to be hilarious so she played along and pretended everything was going according to the plan. When the instructor came in and didn’t even check to make sure everything was in order. Nope, came in around the same time as the students and began the lesson straight away.
About 5 minutes a low moan came from the body bag, like something you’d hear out of a zombie movie.
Some of the closer students tilts their head and frown, but they doesn’t say anything. The instructor doesn’t even notice.
A little bit afterwards he moans loader. A few more people hear it this time around. They are understandably a bit worried, and a bit scared. This time the Instructor does notice, but he rolls his eyes.
For the next 10 minutes there is no noise from the body bag. The students have calmed by this point and the Instructor is winding down his lecture and about ready to move on to the practical.
Right as the Instructor moves over to the table the body bag is sitting on, the dude sits straight up in the bag and makes the stupidest zombie moans known to mankind.
Everyone straight up flips their shit. One of the girls ends up puking because she’s so scared and the rest of the students are running out the classroom, knocking over furniture, and screaming in terror.
IT GOT BETTER
Lost in the pain and desperation of the ads, he didn’t notice that the others were leaving until Beverly Katz spoke to him.
"I’m sorry, Beverly. What did you say?" He looked at her bright eyes and kindly, well-worn face.
"I just said I’m glad to see you back, Champ. You’re looking good."