Look at Professor X’s wheelchair. I find it funny that there is an “X” on the wheel of the wheelchair. I can imagine him going to some wheelchair fabricator asking to get his chair pimped. “Yo, I need some gangsta shit if I’m going to be the leader of the X-men. Know what I’m sayin’? How will people know who’s boss if I’m just rollin’ in a normal wheelchair? I’m willing to spend up to $3000 for you to pimp my ride.”
Who would have thought that Professor X was that vain?
On a different note, I’ll be going to Las Vegas with my wife and a couple of other couples tomorrow. I have asked my father to guest post for me while I am gone. I have absolutely no idea what he’s going to write, so I will be checking my blog religiously while I’m gone to see what he writes – maybe a little history about the Great Wall of China or perhaps a tale of my nieces and nephew. Who knows! Good luck, dad!