Attention residents of Throatcutter Hill!
Art! Since the dawn of humanity, we have found emotional, spiritual, and even intellectual meaning through the visual arts. But sometimes… even art can suck real, real bad. Is a soulless and aesthetically meritless corporate statue ruining your view of a perfectly good park full of uncollected trash and dead rats? That's where I come in — Hello, I'm Harley Quinn. Recently, I launched my latest business venture, the Harley Quinn Destructive Agency.
My goal is simple: if there's something you need blown up, if you need somebody clobbered, if there's anything I can do to make Throatcutter Hill a more dangerous place again — I'll do it. My rates are reasonable! And for an introductory price of $3.99 you can witness me beat the crud out of a corpo superhero! You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll slap your thigh! So what are you waiting for? Call your local comics store, and be sure to order a copy of Harley Quinn #45 today!