Actually, Doctor Doom and I went to the same tennis camp

As part of my Thanksgiving travels, I find myself in the company of a six-year old boy whose blossoming interest in superheros has caused him to come into possession of a copy of the Amazing Spider-Man Omnibus (US, UK) (Pronounced AAAAAAAHM-nee-bus).

He's been waiting for me to show up, as he was told that I know all about superheros. I think that this might have been taken to mean that I am friends with them.

The young lad is particularly taken with Doctor Doom, particularly after I told him that Doom is not a robot. It is terribly unfair that other villains appear twice in the Omnibus, but Doom only appears once. We have just finished having a long discussion on how Doctor Doom's arms and legs can bend even though they are encased in metal.

I like this kid. He is going to go far.

Helpful Hint: "If you have to be in a fight with a robot, you gotta punch the robot in the throat, so that you make its head fall off and that's how you win."