Spandex.
It was definitely that. Silver-Age Superman had magic lenses (well, Kryptonian lenses, but what’s the diff?) that could bear the heat, but normal glass would melt. It happened to him once when a villain switched glasses on him because he, the villain, wanted the lenses for another purpose.
Interestingly, the lenses came from his rocket ship’s window, which had shattered just before becoming indestructible under Earth’s yellow sun. Two of the pieces happened to be almost exactly circular and fit in a pair of his father’s cast-off frames.
How glass managed to metabolize solar radiation was not explaine.d I have this horrible suspicion that the spaceship was alive and immortal and screaming all the while, only without a mouth. 
I have no mouth, and I must scream.
Allusions are best when not overt.
That’s easy for college-boys, but what about us morons?
I always though this would make a good subtitle for Dilbert
You are not a moron. I checked the records to be sure. There are several very insulting remarks about you in those records, true, but nothing denigrating your intelligence.
In other business I really think you should continue to stay away from Argentina for a little while longer. Not all the witnesses are dead yet, and none of the detectives are.
yet.
I SAID that. Anyway, let me handle it. Your face is still up on the thing in the joint beside the place.
With the stuff? I know that place. Good place.
It was my pleasure. I’d never been to Belize.
Are Jocasta’s tits more useless than Rogue’s? At least you can touch them.
You can touch Rogue’s, too.
Mind you, I’m not saying it’d be a good idea.
I don’t know what would be worse, ending up with your conscience sharing headspace with the people she already has there or having Mistique come after you because you groped her daughter…
I’m fairly sure that Jocasta’s tits are an exact match (in shape only, of course) for Janet Van Dyne’s.
But what would be the point? They’re metal. You might as well feel up a couple of stainless steel mixing bowls.
So realistically, you have to figure both Jocasta’s and Rogue’s breasts are going to be best enjoyed visually. And here, Rogue has the clear advantage.
Fool of a mutant!
The vast majority of comic book superheroes are drawn as nudes, with only colors and the lack of visible nipples & genitalia to indication clothing. In short, there’s not a whole lot of difference between the way Rogue is drawn and the way Jocasta is.
In other matters: When y’all read the name of the latter character, do you perceive it as beginning with a y sound or a soft g?
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That’s easy for college-boys, but what about us morons?
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For those who missed, I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream is the name of a short story (and subsequent collection) by Harlan Ellison.
That’s easy for college-boys, but what about us morons?
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In other matters: When y’all read the name of the latter character, do you perceive it as beginning with a y sound or a soft g?
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You mean a “j” sound? Yes.
Eh, she just needs a guy who’s really into latex.
Fool of a person who was splashed by a mysterious blend of chemicals during a lab explosion!
Who would you rather see in a wet t-shit contest? Jocasta or Rogue?
And it’s pronounced with a j sound. Because otherwise, every time one of the other Avengers yelled out “Yo, casta!” Laetitia Casta would think they were calling her. And let’s face it, she’s may be scrappy for a model but she’s not qualified to fight Galactus.