Cloud Comic Enthusiast Mugs

'Nobody likes a show-off, bub!'

Robots search for people's personal information in the cloud.

'Am I being too suspicious or do you think it's possible that they're crooked?'

"Either that's Marmaduke with a lizard's head in front of us, or I really mixed up my meds."

Billy. The Kid.

"Miss Rogers told me I have a personal 'cloud' to store knowledge in."

"Stop summoning me about rising sea levels. I do costumed supervillains staling jewels, men in beanies grabbing handbags - that sort of thing."

'Marsha, did you file the Peterson account on the cumulus, stratus, cirrus, or nimbus cloud?'

"I don't know… Did you try Googling it?"

'Being a superhero doesn't mean that everything about me is super you know!'

"Then one day, as I caught a tennis ball in midair, I asked myself, 'Is this all there is?'"

"How was I supposed to know that the apple was a controlled substance?"

"No flight of the Bumblebee"

"I do tech support for the cloud."

"You are running low on cloud storage space. Please upgrade your account to continue."

"The doctor will be with you two in a second. As for you, I'd recommend a motivational speaker."

'I knew if we waited long enough, heaven would downsize.'

"He's a dedicated lifter, but he always skips leg day."

Spiro & Pusho and the Scavenger.

'Well, Scout Smith, escort the little old lay across the street.'

'Hi, this is Batman. You've reached the Batcave. I'm not in right now but as soon as I return I'll call you bat.'

Their relationship was doomed to fail. She was frigid, and his arms were too short to rub one out.

"Moses, some of the people are requesting gluten free manna."

"It's good you're avoiding radioactive pieces of your destroyed home planet that deprive you of your superpowers... but you should also watch the sodium."