Dave McCaig

HARLEY HANGS WITH AMYGDALA! This issue is chock-full of my pal Amygdala, so I’ve asked him to tell you about it in his own words: Rich lady tell Amygdala hit clown lady. Amygdala hit clown lady. Clown lady hit Amygdala on head but he not feel owie. Amygdala hit back. Bad dogs bite Amygdala too but no feel owie. Everyone fight. You buy?

BEEP BEEP! OUTTA THE WAY! HARLEY’S DRIVIN’ HERE! Laddies and Gentlegirls, are your engines burning for violence, malfeasance, and mayhammery? Look no further than this issue of Harley Quinn (available for preorder right now)! I, Imperator Harleyiosa, acting as the agent of the Council of Aggrieved Local Retailers of Throatcutter Hill, have placed an embargo on all internet purchases in our disgusting little corner of Gotham City henceforth. No more will convenient internet retailers flood our streets with their express-mail trucks and fill our recycling bins with empty cardboard boxes! Embargoed! Watch out, ’cause I got some serious road rage I can’t wait to unleash! Set wheel in here, and I’m gonna blow up your truck!