Cheese Puffs. That's what I miss most about not having blue fur. It's just so hard to wash that orange dust out.


My pal, Tony Stark, owns Just For Men. He gave me the hook-up with a blue dye for those pesky gray hairs.


You can divide people into two camps: Dick Yorks and Dick Sargents. I'm a Dick York guy.


I'll never look a Vienna Sausages and kitty litter the same way again. Thank you, Wonder Man


To get myself pumped for a big lecture on the mutant genome, or sometimes just before going to the grocery store, I stare in the mirror and chant, "Who's a pretty kitty? Who's a pretty kitty? That's right, you're a pretty kitty!"


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