from World’s Finest #164 (February 1967) by Leo Dorfman, Curt Swan & George Klein
19 thoughts on “Brainiac has no time for love.”
Jeez… I don’t blame him. She IS defective.
All she wanted was your love, you green bastard! Who the hell do you think you are? Will Magnus?
Pretty much sums up every relationship I’ve ever been in. Including calling my relationships “operations”.
Brainiac, this is why you don’t bring robo-women into your diabolical schemes. Put her back in the mechano-kitchen where she belongs!
Women, can’t live with ’em, can’t scrap them until the operation is completed.
Gosh, Brainiac is so mean!
Brainiac 5: “And by ‘operation’ I mean ‘sex'”.
These Pinkie-Greenie mixed marriages never work out!
AHHHH! I REMEMBER THIS ONE!
It forever remains in my memory, of course, because my idiot little brother ripped it to pieces when he was a toddler. So much hate…
God bless Curt Swan. All robot servants should look like Ava Gardner.
Of course, there’s nothing at ALL wrong with a 12th-order intelligence expressing such sophisticated, complex emotions as REVULSION and DISGUST.
Android love fail. This is why Coluan constructs and Cylon numbers don’t mix.
I think Brainiac is just mad that someone glued a bunch of nipples to his head with Super Glue, and then played Connect the Dots with a permanent marker, and he’s taking it all out on RoboEvaGardner.
Brainiac 5: “And by ‘operation’ I mean ’sex’”.
“And by ‘scrap’, I also mean ‘sex’.”
“Ugh!” is not a primitive emotion? 12th order fail Brainiac.
Brainiac 5: “And by ‘operation’ I mean ’sex’”.
“And by ’scrap’, I also mean ’sex’.”
“And by ‘the scanners’ I mean ‘your boobs’.
Apparently a 12th-order intelligence makes it impossible to get a boner.
How many comic nerds have longed to hear a woman (or, sometimes, pretty young man) say to them “Your evil genius inspires me! I worship you!”
Jeez… I don’t blame him. She IS defective.
All she wanted was your love, you green bastard! Who the hell do you think you are? Will Magnus?
Pretty much sums up every relationship I’ve ever been in. Including calling my relationships “operations”.
Brainiac, this is why you don’t bring robo-women into your diabolical schemes. Put her back in the mechano-kitchen where she belongs!
Women, can’t live with ’em, can’t scrap them until the operation is completed.
Gosh, Brainiac is so mean!
Brainiac 5: “And by ‘operation’ I mean ‘sex'”.
These Pinkie-Greenie mixed marriages never work out!
AHHHH! I REMEMBER THIS ONE!
It forever remains in my memory, of course, because my idiot little brother ripped it to pieces when he was a toddler. So much hate…
God bless Curt Swan. All robot servants should look like Ava Gardner.
Of course, there’s nothing at ALL wrong with a 12th-order intelligence expressing such sophisticated, complex emotions as REVULSION and DISGUST.
Android love fail. This is why Coluan constructs and Cylon numbers don’t mix.
I think Brainiac is just mad that someone glued a bunch of nipples to his head with Super Glue, and then played Connect the Dots with a permanent marker, and he’s taking it all out on RoboEvaGardner.
Brainiac 5: “And by ‘operation’ I mean ’sex’”.
“And by ‘scrap’, I also mean ‘sex’.”
“Ugh!” is not a primitive emotion? 12th order fail Brainiac.
Brainiac 5: “And by ‘operation’ I mean ’sex’”.
“And by ’scrap’, I also mean ’sex’.”
“And by ‘the scanners’ I mean ‘your boobs’.
Apparently a 12th-order intelligence makes it impossible to get a boner.
How many comic nerds have longed to hear a woman (or, sometimes, pretty young man) say to them “Your evil genius inspires me! I worship you!”
I think the answer is “all of them.”