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This is Brian, the town of Lincoln's own little Cassanova.  But that's not important right now.  What is important is that he has a new Trans Am to replace Camaro that replaced the Mustang shown here and that he's in the market for a DeLorean.  Golddiggers, this is your man.  And he loooves Sting.  Which is a little weird.  But that's ok.

B Funk and the Funk Mobile

B Funk

This page is also also Tan.

The individual who will doubtless be referred to one day as the greatest figure of our time, that daring duck of mystery, that master of disguise, the terror that flaps in the night, Darkwing Duck.  Now, let's... get... dangerous!

Here to our left we have Sir Crish, the Uncatchable.  There is little to be said about Crish that can be published on a family website such as this one.  However, if you ignore the fact that he's probably not safe to touch, he's a great guy.  His Boatmobile, recently deceased, was once full of all sorts of goodies (including pals Reggie the Sledge and Omar the Crowbar).  And look at that schnoz.  Hoon diggy.

Drake Mallard's crime-fighting alter-ego, Darkwing Duck

Crish, Chris, whatever.

"Electrocutions "This Electric Chair actually works! Drop dime in slot and watch the execution (operator has change, if needed)." Yes, this is real. But it's not exactly what it appears to be.  What is it?  I alone hold that secret.  But hey, isn't it just a really cool picture anyway?  I mean, come on.  A coin operated electric chair, for chrissake!  I say we should really have these.  THAT would be a deterrent to violent crime.  Commit a high crime of some sort and face the prospect of sitting strapped to a chair all day, hoping some ten-year-old on a school tour doesn't come by with his milk money.  Now that's justice!  Or maybe it's scary, I can never tell the difference.

How novel!

This shifty character right here is Dangerous K, the Danger Ranger, the K-Dog, and a host of other less flattering names that we have for him.  This is an almost entirely unique photo of the lad, since in it he is wearing no jacket or jacket-substitute.  This almost never happens, and is but one of the many disconcerting quirks that make Kyle who he is.  Another disconcerting quirk is his web site.  Check it out by clicking on the above link, or on his photographic likeness.  And if you were hoping, I'll let you down now:  there are no pictures of his mom on the page at all.  Pay homage to his website.  I did.  I recommend using my homage methods: gank pictures like a madman.  Even stuff you don't want.  (FYI, the Caspar David Freidrich painting on his page, Cloister Graveyard in the Snow, was originally a highlight of my index page, so any and all gankocity is not only justified, but asked for).  His shirt says "YOU DON'T KNOW ME", and perhaps I don't.  Perhaps... no one does...

His name is Kyle.  Could it be anything else?

This is J.  He's not too thrilled with the photographer, who luckily wasn't me (well, that's not exactly what I'd call "luck", I mean, not being me and all, but hey). J's another member of the Really Frickin Good at Math club.  He's also in the Blonde club, the Blue Eyed club, and the Big Biceped club.  I hate him so.  Unfortunately for my hating side, however, he's disarmingly friendly and hard to dislike for any more than a few minutes at a time.  And also girls flock to him like seagulls to sandwiches, but J actively avoids most romantic situations, making the area around this one-letter wonder prime stalking ground for a feral man-beast such as the Lion-Man.  Right.  Anyway, this is the J, have a good day, and that's all there is to say (except that I sincerely appologize for that last line there).

J

It's Dan, the Dragon!  This karate-kicking porch (Portugalian?) comes to us through Kyle, and is a late addition to the group (later, even, than I).  He's the man, though, so it is, as they say, all good.  There's not too much that can be said about Dan that he doesn't say better himself.  So hit his website, either by tracking down the one word in this section that is a subtly different color from the rest, or by clicking his picture, which is subtly more photographic than this text is.  And try to keep an open mind about Figment.

Dan... The Dragon!

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