This is real nice.

Hey neat, it is the Folded Man.

Flash #5 preview, with one page of Rogues.  But who’s that on the left?  Folded Man, or just another meta?  It doesn’t really look like Folded Man, but Tar Pit and Girder look a bit off too.

Here’s the cover to Flash v2 #217 (Digger’s funeral), without all the text and logos so you can see who’s on it.  Kind of odd that people who weren’t at the funeral are there, and I still don’t get why the Rival and Peek-A-Boo would attend.

Oh, and here’s the interior shot of the crowd in the issue.

So much tagging.

Yeah, Girder isn’t creepy at all.

Here’s Girder.  He officially sucks.

He’s also forgotten that magnetism and just plain rust can hurt him.

Len, what are you doing, that Stanley Cup is clearly fake.  Also, those Kobra guys are messing with a dude who gets off on licking skulls.

I still swear up and down that is not Roy Bivolo.

Jailbreak!

…well, except for Kadabra, who’s trapped in a sphere.  At least they kept it from rolling around like a hamster ball.

All-Exposition Theatre, starring the New Rogues.  Murmur seems entertained.

Poop jokes = comedy gold

Another example of an Iron Heights prisoner in a straitjacket, but at least they gave him a nice colour-themed one.  I’ve always wondered: who sewed the top emblem on it, and why? 

Other questions relating to Scott Kolins’ weird redesign of the Top: why barefoot, why are his pants all ragged and baggy instead of being, y’know, tights, and why are the stripes hanging off?

Mark is so bored with these peons.

What the hell are those brown tentacled melting things on the right?

Behold, the ugliest wanted posters in the history of crime.

I wish the Rogues called him “skipper” in every comic.  And maybe Mick should wear a Gilligan hat.

And since you guys were teammates (as seen in the last post), shouldn’t you know how tough he is, Mark?  Oh wait, I forgot this was a badly-written comic.

Here comes the psycho stylish squad!