Meanwhile, outside the Opal City Megamall, we find the Golden Age Starman, just done picking up his weekly order of stellar cartography supplies from Starmart, when suddenly he espies a passel of the Green Arab's men, trying to heist a shipment of Crisis Heroclix on their way to the local Big Monkey. "The Green Arab's men! Probably after the highly resalable super-rares and chase figures; well, now they'll get a chase figure they didn't expect!"
After beating them senseless with his bare firsts and wit-wielding bravado, he uses his astonishing cosmic rod to levitate the truck back toward the loading bay, while instructing a local girl scout troop to truss up the bandits handily, in expectation of the arrival of Opal's Finest.
Just another ordinarily shopping trip for the Golden Age Starman, who then searches the parking lot for the Star-car so he can head back to the observatory with his purchases...
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From the mind of Ashton Kutcher:
"DUDE, WHERE'S MY COSMIC CAR?"
Is this the first in a series of ridiculous stories built around a single Starman panel?
Because I hope it is.
And he can see his house from here! Starman, remember that talk we had where I told you to end all of your speech balloons a sentence or two shorter?
I love how he is just so matter-of-fact about it all. Just another day at the office, really.
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