Want to know how to end a pretty great series with a gigantic wet fart? This is how. New Mutants #100. This is the wet fart. Over the course of its 100 issue run, New Mutants went from being a pretty good X-Men spinoff that meticulously emulated the tone and themes of Uncanny X-Men to . . . whatever the fuck this is. Just a gigantic wet fart filled with more douchebag edgelords than you can shake a vest pouch at. I don’t blame the writers. I don’t even blame Rob Liefeld. I blame us. The readers. Because we (I, in particular) ate this shit up at the time. We could not possibly get enough of it. Do you have any idea how hard I was for the first issue of X-Force back then? Well not that hard, because I was a kid and hadn’t gone through puberty yet, but metaphorically I was ROCK hard. ADAMANTIUM hard. ADAMANTIUM-VIBRANIUM hard. (New Mutants #100 – Apr 1991)













