back in 1968, the world was on the edge, because another World War could erupt at any moment. and just to make things interesting, the Silver Surfer choses that time to cruise the skies. of course, he's just out to grab some fresh air, and he doesn't give a hoot about world politics. but to these puny humans on the ground, that's tantamount to invasion of air space. so much for having friendly skies.
don't turn around, uh-oh-oh. the commissar's in town, uh-oh-oh.
"accursed Oriental comrades"? what th-? everyone's a racist. and a comedian.
and where the in the world is Peiping? a twin-city type, an amalgam of Taipei and Beijing?
such hospitable behavior vexes the Surfer, who just lost his job as Galactus' Herald, because he defended Earth along with the Fantastic Four, preventing his master from having a midnight snack.
just in case this Surfing shtick doesn't work, Norrin Radd hones his stage acting chops
speaking of which, in the upcoming FF2, i look forward to seeing this scene. hopefully.
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Silver Surfer #1
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