Introductions Are In Order...

Hey look! We suckered another poor schmuck into writing so Boy of Tomorrow and I can go play scoured our fanbase for the most qualified and verbose individuals and are proud to introduce you to our newest writer, Jonostarsmore. He's already written a jim-dandy New Comic Tuesday, in which he did a better job than I do...bloody suck-up.

I asked J to write me a brief bio. This is what I got:

Jonostarsmore was raised by cougars (no, not the animals: the elder females who hunt for young males) who learned of his preference for male superheroes in tights and in shame, threw him into a toxic waste site, right off of the bay near El Segundo, CA. Little did the cougars know that the waste disposed by nearby Mattel HQ contained a mixture of defunct intellivision parts, barbie doll prototypes, and he-man action figures. Jonostarsmore was horribly disfigured in the incident, but due to the seemingly toxic mixture, became a video game guru (thanks intellivision!) , as well as having some sort of fashion taste (thanks Barbie!). His muscle daddy fetish remains a mystery. Another side effect of the accident was the inability to detect sarcasm, which has truly come in handy for Jonostarsmore, as the Pink Kryptonite staff finds this concept foreign and quite below them. [ed. note: You have NO IDEA how annoying this really is. BoT and I subsist on sarcasm alone. Food is for show]

Uniting with Boy Blunder and Boy of Tomorrow (and wondering when the men will start showing up), Jonostarsmore fights the good comic book fight on Pink Kryptonite which desperately needs more readers.

Clearly I need to explain that briefs doesn't always mean aussieBum and ginch gonch.