It was my cousin that got me into comics. I was, however old, a guy is in the 3rd grade, and she used to baby sit me. One day, probably to shut me up, she dropped a long box full of good times next to me on the floor, and as they say, the rest is history. I’m so thankful that I don’t have lame cousins, because her collection was amazing. I got my first taste of Indiana Jones, Star Wars, X-Men (Ice Man was my first love), Doctor Who, and Star Trek right there in those two long boxes. At one point she offered to let me buy her comics for the cover price. It took me a couple years but I eventually bought her holy long boxes and the sweet sweet nectar within one buck at a time. I still have every issue except the Wolverine and Kitty Pride mini-series that I traded for a stack of Sleepwalker comics. Huge mistake.
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Cody "Madman" Miller
It was my cousin that got me into comics. I was, however old, a guy is in the 3rd grade, and she used to baby sit me. One day, probably to shut me up, she dropped a long box full of good times next to me on the floor, and as they say, the rest is history. I’m so thankful that I don’t have lame cousins, because her collection was amazing. I got my first taste of Indiana Jones, Star Wars, X-Men (Ice Man was my first love), Doctor Who, and Star Trek right there in those two long boxes. At one point she offered to let me buy her comics for the cover price. It took me a couple years but I eventually bought her holy long boxes and the sweet sweet nectar within one buck at a time. I still have every issue except the Wolverine and Kitty Pride mini-series that I traded for a stack of Sleepwalker comics. Huge mistake.
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