Meet Stu. He is a normal (debatable) young man. College student by day, Spatman™ by night. Well, day too. It all really depends on what needs spatting. Anyway, we recently took to the streets. I wanted to give the world a firsthand glimpse of the danger he encounters.
First, this is Stu.

And this is Spatman™.

You can barely tell it’s Stu, right?
Stu…

…Spatman™. It’s zany!

Before seeing Spatman™ in action, we worked on some publicity headshots for his superhero portfolio.




And then we were off!
As Spatman™ is often wont to do, he slipped back to his Stu personality for a moment –

– but quick as lightning (the slow, lazy, summer storm kind), he sensed danger and was ready to find it. To spat it. And stuff.



Onward! Fear holds back no man!
Never fear, Spatman™ is here. Or near. Or holding a spatula. Or being gawked at by some woman who stood back, as if afraid of being…spatted!




Ah cha cha! (Whoa. Is that Spatman™ or Stu? I can’t tell.)

Finally, it was time to call it a day. Spatman’s™ kryptonite is…rain. Don’t spread that around.
Also, maybe you don’t spread it around that he’s not very…bright. We never said he was a smart college student (by day).

We returned to the garage, the very scary garage, and just when Spatman™ thought he was off duty, he found something that needed taken care of.
Oh, those evil gum-chewing-wall-art-sticking villains! When will they learn they cannot get away with their dirty little crimes?

But there was even worse danger awaiting Spatman™. His Spatty Senses were tingling…

…but he saw no danger afoot.

Little did he know, his own weapon (costume, flair, whatever we’re calling it) would turn on him!

Tune in next time to see if Spatman™ survives. (Or not. This is all I have. Hope you didn’t read it too fast. I ain’t gots no mo!)
*Spatman™ is the explicit creation of Stu and Angela and should not be confused with an actual superhero who can, like, do anything to save you. You’re on your own, basically.
**No spatulas were harmed in the making of this story.






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