What's old is new again. Kinda. Well, see, I did this Deadshot custom a while back for a CustomCon. I wasn't entirely satisfied with it when it came time to launch the site--namely, he had a gloss sealer that didn't quite work for me, but in the time crunch, I submitted him anyway. Well, this Deadshot has had some his paintjob tweaked a bit more, re-photographed, and re-submitted for your pleasure with all-new matte-sealed goodness. So peep the customs list to see the new and improved Deadshot.

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GA Sandman
wearing a suit of green
catching crooks,
punches to the spleen (bom bom bom bom)
Use your gas gun,
they go limp like rag dolls
You're like a frat guy drugging dates with Rohypnol

Sandman,
You're such a pimp (bom bom bom bom)
You need a cane
but not no limp (bom bom bom bom)
Smack some hoes and fight some crime!
GA Sandman, you are so fine!

The newest addition to the customs section this week is none other than Blue Beetle! Speaking of Ted, is anyone else reading the new Booster Gold series? Tons of fun--just finished #2, and the interaction between Booster and a pre-yellow power ring Sinestro is an instant classic. Looks like this is gonna be a Forrest Gumpy kinda treatment with some time travel, where Booster has to visit major points throughout the DC Universe's timestream and set things right, leaping from timestream to timestream, put things right that once went wrong, and hoping each time that his next leap will be the leap home. Wait. Isn't that...? Nah.

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And no, I can't think of a better inset picture to show Blue Beetle other than blue Beatles. Suck it.

In honor of Geoff Johns' kick-ass reboot of Green Lantern, I had to redo my original effort into something that looked more...hm...green. So check out Rebirth Hal Jordan for this week's installment of Custom of the Week.

If any of you reading this can play running back at the professional football level, would you please mail yourself to the Chicago Bears?

Sheesh. I'm in mourning.

Check out my Brainiac in the customs section. And no, I'm not falling down on the job on you, so back off. No new custom was posted Monday because of the holiday. You know, Labor Day. The day where we celebrate the miracle of childbirth. Of course, you didn't HAVE to wait the extra 24 hours to find out what was being posted if you had signed up for my super cool mailing list.

And I have something special in mind for me mateys who are signing up, so get in on the ground floor now for the surprises and more pirate-talk.

Argh.

So if Lex Luthor were to run for president today, how do you think he'd do? I'm not sure if DC ever came out and announced which party Lex was running under (maybe it was some Lex-created party--that sounds about right), but if he ran today, where would he be? I'd guess somewhere with the Reform Party--I mean, with a membership like Ross Perot and Jesse Ventura, Lex Luthor fits right in. If Jessse Ventura can wear a boa and get away with it, I bet ol' Lex could do some serious campaigning in an Apokoliptian battle-suit. But maybe a president in a machine of war would probably amount to nothing more than a ridiculous, hollow photo-op.

Nah. It'd never happen.

Check out the latest nipple-free Custom of the Week addition: King of Atlantis Aquaman! More affectionately known as Aquahook, Queen Mera will never be frustrated that she can't open her Fitz's Root Beer. Because her noble husband has a spear for a hand. And when Aquahook plays Rock, Scissors, Paper with his left hand...well, it's the less exciting version of the game called Harpoon, Harpoon, Harpoon. Not a lot of drama in those games. While you're here, check out the Customs section for more McGuinnessy goodness!

You could've learned all about this coolness last Friday had you signed up for the mailing list--members get a sneak peek! You couldn't end your week any better if your name wasn't Michael Vick.

Lotsa cool shit today, my doges. First, you can check out the Custom of the Week by clicking your sweet little ass over here.

When you're done with that, I wrote my first article which is a li'l feature on my first custom. You'll laugh. You'll cry. You'll poop your pants. And then you'll poop your neighbor's pants. And then NBC will out you as a fecalphiliac, you sick, sick bastard.

And lastly, you can peep my pseudo-bio on the About page.

What are you waiting on? Get off my yard! I'm gonna call the police if you kids don't go on! Now shoo!