It’s been a busy couple of days for me, what with my birthday on Tuesday (thank you folks for the birthday wishes!) and my sister’s birthday yesterday (please wish Jeanne a happy birthday as well), so I’m just going to unwind today and enjoy the sheer epic spectacle of…King Krypto:
1. There may be no funnier bit of dialogue from Silver Age Superman-family comics than Krypto thinking “look at those eats!”
2. …Though Krypto seriously pondering “was I born to rule?” is a close second.
Oh, King Krypto, you’re the best.
Man, those Vulcans sure do throw a swell party.
I’ll read Krypto over Batman any day of the week.
Belated happy birthdays to you and Jeanne. Many happy returns.
“Imperial dogship.” This is how it starts, you know. Not too long after, Krypto’s going to be building his own Death Star and choking people with the Force, I’m sure of it.
I would do whatever the he wanted to. One super bite and it is over.
I think he’d make a fairly dogmatic ruler.
A meal fit for a king!
Here, King! Here, King!
Happy Birthday to Jeanne and happy birthday to Krypto too; because even if it’s not his birthday, nothing’s too good for King Krypto.
This would never have worked with Streaky the Supercat, since cats *already* assume they’re born to rule and nothing’s too good for them.