Nutty scientist Dr. Krool is one of those evil, unethical type of guys...
Well, he kidnaps a girl and invites her fiance to rescue her by successfully navigating his "death maze."
Fortunately, the Whizzer is there to help...with the impassable treadmill...
...or the tar floor...
...or the floor full of mines...
...or the room you have to run one million laps around...
...or the giant hamster wheel...
Geez, Doc, it's like you designed each of your death traps to be thwared beaten by a super-speed character!!
Well, there's one more kind of familiar trap:
A conundrum for most, to sure...but not when you're the Whizzer!!
The lady or the tiger doesn't work against someone with mongoose blood, Krool!!
From All-Winners Comics #13 (1944)
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Wednesday, May 28, 2014
The All-Winners Squad Guide To Child-Care, Chapter I: Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind
Let me tell you, young 'uns, child-raising was a bit different back in the day.
Take, for example, the post-WWII nuptials of a certain pair of heroes:
Well, with the Nazis defeated, there weren't that many good jobs around for super-heroes, so...
Uh-oh...
Well, it turns out that someone was a tiny bit...well, let's allow the caring and sensitive doctor tell us...
Well, that's got to be the worst of it, right?
"Don't ask us how. These things...happen." Really? I don't think that was an approved answer on any med school exam, doc!!
But fortunately, there is a compassionate and humane treatment available:
Yup, lock him in a capsule, bury him, and erect a building over him. Works every time. Or at least 50% of the time. Just don't ask how...these things happen.
Now, that's how you raise a kid--drop 'em in a hole in the ground, and check back in on 'em 25 years later!!
If nothing else, you save a ton on diapers that way...
From Giant-Size Avengers #1 (1974)
Take, for example, the post-WWII nuptials of a certain pair of heroes:
Well, with the Nazis defeated, there weren't that many good jobs around for super-heroes, so...
Uh-oh...
Well, it turns out that someone was a tiny bit...well, let's allow the caring and sensitive doctor tell us...
Well, that's got to be the worst of it, right?
"Don't ask us how. These things...happen." Really? I don't think that was an approved answer on any med school exam, doc!!
But fortunately, there is a compassionate and humane treatment available:
Yup, lock him in a capsule, bury him, and erect a building over him. Works every time. Or at least 50% of the time. Just don't ask how...these things happen.
Now, that's how you raise a kid--drop 'em in a hole in the ground, and check back in on 'em 25 years later!!
If nothing else, you save a ton on diapers that way...
From Giant-Size Avengers #1 (1974)
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