Aug 21, 2025
From "Save Me from the Weed!" in Strange Tales #94, March 1962. Stan Lee (?) plot, Larry Lieber (?) script, Jack Kirby pencils, Dick Ayers inks, Stan Goldberg colors, Artie Simek letters.
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From "Save Me from the Weed!" in Strange Tales #94, March 1962. Stan Lee (?) plot, Larry Lieber (?) script, Jack Kirby pencils, Dick Ayers inks, Stan Goldberg colors, Artie Simek letters.
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Interrupting your usual broadcast for some cookie run ✨
Creeping Charlie Cookie
Happy to listen
Happy to stay
Happily watching her..drift away..
Is this how it works? Am I doing it right..?
White Lily's attendant, always following her and aiding in her studies, a weed who was learning to be a cookie, learning to blossom like a flower right beside her.
Until ...until she wanted to go to the academy alone. Not bringing any of the many bodies this weed held with her. "She didn't need to be waited on here. So wait for her and she'd bring stories of her academics" she said.
So like a good attendant. They waited. ....and waited.
Her visits became sparse. Smiling at him oh so gently ...but he could see the exhaustion that began to creep in
The fear
....until she didn't come back.
It was only when a figure from the vanilla kingdom came to fetch him...did they learn what really happened.
Pure vanilla cookie. ...you were chosen? To be beside her? Instead of US? ..but we..
We..
...ah yes pure vanilla. She ..she mentioned you in her stories. It all makes sense now. New friends over your pal that was grown to attend to you.
.....perhaps we can share in our pain... together?..and...move on..slowly..perhaps..
Just maybe
It won't hurt so much
Now that she's drifted away..
Hes holding onto that man like someone will steal him (i will) whatever i hope they both die
oh my God. weed olive oil. are you for real. this is the most new jersey shit ever
"Save Me From The WEED!"
What was that? Oh I could’ve sworn u said you wanted all the lineups I’ve drawn.
The madness has overcome me.
Flowers
“Look, Perfuma sent you flowers for your birthday!”
“That was very nice of her,” Hordak said. “What kind of flowers are they?”
Entrapta squinted at the labels. “Let’s see. We’ve got She-Ra Cake… Peekablue Dream… Girlscout Loo-Kies… Razzberry Kush…”
“How generous! I must remember to share my latest hydroponics designs with her.”
“You know, there are still people who think you two don’t get along.”
“Perhaps they would benefit from her gardening as well.” Hordak picked up one of the jars and sniffed at its contents. “I feel more relaxed already.”
It got even better once they lit the candles.