"Yeah, it's kinda itchy... It sometimes rides up in the crotch, too..."

Look what our fav superhero has to endure. All in the name of a cool costume. Which once again confirms that in order to look good you must be prepared to suffer. And sometimes practicality has to take the backseat. What, can you imagine Spidey slinging around in, I dunno, a Scottish kilt, maybe? Practical as it is, one would wonder what Spidey wears underneath. All right, I'm not going there.

Quick comic trivia: unlike in the movie, where Spidey's webbing is organic, Peter actually devised -- he's supposed to be a genius, after all -- wrist-mounted web shooters as part of the suit. The "web" itself is actually some kind of fluid that upon contact with air turns into a highly adhesive fiber. High-pressure cartridges are used to shoot the strands. On which, Raimi said, "I think it's more believable that the web is organic rather than a kid making a glue 3M can't make."

Isn't the internet great? Look what I've found: the original "Face it, Tiger" panel.

Back to our so-called topic. Wanna look good? Suffer. Simple as that. Wanna look like Britney Spears or The Rock? Well, honestly, I don't know what it takes to look like them -- Britney I can imagine a bit, but The Rock? I think that guy... nah, really no clue -- but I'm sure it won't be as simple as doing 10 sit-ups every morning.

Oh, and check out this Brazilian bikini wax thingy. Seems like the "in" thing in SG lately. For gals, that is. For guys? Uh, I'd rather picture Spidey in a kilt, thanx a lot.

Tattoos, body piercings -- oh, oh, just weeks ago I saw this guy at church, he had this weird piercing on his Adam's apple! Who says people are running out of ideas for body parts to be pierced? (Yuck! Back to our Spidey in a kilt.) So yeah, think of all sacrifices we make to impress others. Although, admittedly, some don't really care 'bout others, just for personal look-good feelings.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying you shouldn't do this and that. It's your body, do whatever you like with it. Same goes for websites. It's your blog, write whatever you like, put whatever pics and colors you want. Don't like it? Don't look. Hey, that would make a good T-shirt. Or, how 'bout this, "I have a blog!" in front with your blog's URL at the back, cool huh? No? A'ight *Randy's style*.

It's just that some people keep complaining about how fat they are now. How they can no longer pull an overnighter. How their blood-sugar level is high. Etc, etc. Everyone wants to look good, everyone wants to be healthy. Yet, few are willing to sacrifice some of their sleeping -- or chatting -- hours to work on that. I guess the next time I feel too lazy to exercise, I'll just think of Britney Spears or The Rock. Or our friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. In a Scottish kilt.

Speaking of looking, well, presentable, I think it's time for me to get new shirts. My ironing rate simply can't keep up with... Wait. Which one is cheaper: new shirts or a wife? Nah, joking. Sorry, Ladies. Of course I'll go for shirts. Besides, someone is getting married. Man, I really need to go shopping.

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