I don't know what kind of 3rd-rate miniature golf establishments some of those "Why don't you really commit to the concept and develop super abilities, wear super costumes, have super secret identities and fight super battles" yahoos are employed by but, by my reckoning, each and every one of The Unbelievables has a real super power. Real ... not made up, internally-fabricated, "if wishes were fishes" super powers. At least I do.
I riff a lot about not wearing pants. But, believe me, it's not just a whim ... a preference ... a way of life. It's a genuine, life-saving, crime-fighting ability you have to be comfortable with in order to implement in public. A genuine, persuasive power.
And I've got it down, folks.
Batman? Nope.
The Avengers? Overbearing.
The X-Men? Who needs'em?
Caught in a precarious situation, sometimes life or death, let me tell you: All you need do is drop your pants then watch criminal element flee, as fast and as far away as possible. No ne'er-do-well would be caught dead in my trouserless presence.
And let me tell you: It takes steely resolve in to stand there in such a manner for all to see.
Yeah. We can fly. Our garb is already spectacular. And we're proud of our identities, no need for secrecy.
But pantslessness? Well ... it ain't my Kryptonite, Bubba.
It's just plain up super.
*drops mike, walks off stage*
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