
I also did another just for this. I think in the future, if another cheesy, vague topic like this rears its ugly head, I think I'll be forced to use an equally cheesy weapon: soft-core pornography. I spy with my little eye something that begins with 'B':

This could be She-Hulk, but if Marvel Comics calls, it's a Martian.
Ok. To show I'm not completely angry, here's a funny story. In the early eighties, my mom and her friend were hanging out in a diner with her friend's seven-year-old son. The kid, who was pretty damn funny little kid, started playing "I Spy" and the adults played along. Because it was a seven-year-old, it was pretty easy to stump him. It was, until he announced that he spied with his little eye "something that begins with 'V'!". They looked around. They could see nothing in the diner that started with 'V'. Finally, they gave in. The little guy beamed triumphantly as he raised his Fisher-Price action figures in the air and exclaimed: " 'Venture People!"You'd only get that if you're over 35 or so.