Thank God for Caller ID. Otherwise, you’d never be able to screen those phonecalls from Silver Surfer.
Oh, he’s nice enough, what with the whole pleading our planet’s case to Galactus, thereby keeping the Devourer of Worlds from consuming Earth like some kind of planetary gumball. But the Surfer really, really needs to get his act together.
So the next time he calls, take a deep breath, close your eyes and just answer the phone. You know what he’s going to say. He’ll pine for some girl he left behind. He’ll moan about the loneliness of being the last of his kind. Then in a particularly awkward moment, he’ll bring up the unique embarrassment that comes from having to use Pacific Silvercloth on his nethers to prevent unsightly (and possible uncomfortable) tarnishing.
Just let him whine. He needs to let it out.
Of course, if he asks you to explain why humans do stupid things … well … you’re on your own there.
(Panels from Silver Surfer #2, 1968. Art by Jack Kirby.)
One response to “Lessons From Comics: “Let Silver Surfer Whine””
Thomas!
This is Colin, we used to play bar trivia together. Just stumbled here via the Berry alumni site. I don’t see an email address, but would like to know how you’re doing, etc. I assume you have access to the email address that was required for me to post, so drop me a line. Hope you are well.
Colin