A Daily Dose of the 1970s in Action
"I came for the cakes. I stayed for the comments." – An Official Review from “Anonymous”
Barry, knock it off with the walls. What did they ever do to you?
Geez, Barry, why are you such a show-off? You’re almost as bad as Hal.
There’s a door there for a reason. Plus you were probably just outside that door in the first place, and judging from that speed trail, you went back and came at the wall at high speed just to vibrate through it. Not very professional, Barry. Not very professional at all.
Sometimes Barry remembers to be polite!
Even if you have superspeed, you still have to wait in line sometimes.
Wow, that’s very near as scintillating as the definition for “eighth”! I wonder if Flash and Canary are in the same line!
They can go dining with Comet and Krypto!
Since when?
I guess Barry and Ray are both scientists, so they can bond over science, but why not use established friends? I guess they were running low on their Flash quota for this book, and why pass up an opportunity use Atom?
Maybe they’ll talk about how both of them are constantly referred to as “The Flash” and “The Atom.” Must be tough, having a determiner as part of your name sometimes.
That seems unnecessary, Barry.
After all, weren’t you just saying the other day how you can vibrate through walls and people should stop whining about it?
But at least now I know how this happened. It was a secret mystery!
Geez, Barry, don’t be so touchy.
Have you ever thought that maybe it’s pretty startling when you just come through a wall and that’s why people are complaining? Because it is pretty abnormal for people to just come through walls.
Don’t threaten people for daring to be upset that you’ve suddenly appeared.
But for how long, Flash?
How long?!
Oh wait.
For another eight years. That’s how long you’re safe. And then you will pass the mantle to your protege in the saddest possible way.
Well that’s a little more serious than usual.
I think this is the first time Flash has done something really useful. Definitely better than getting aboard a boat or getting Hal a broken ladder.
Probably on par with that time El Dragón saved a little girl, really.
I was really expecting something about how the entire Justice League got on a bus to go camping or something, though.
So that’s where Krypto was going with that bone!
Look up bring? Okay!
Oh, I get it. Krytpo was on his way to not-help Hal by bringing him a giant dinosaur bone! To his credit, he’s a dog, and dogs don’t really understand the word “rope.”
Man, Hal’s day just keeps getting better and better. First Barry brings him a broken ladder, then Krypto shows up with a bone like that’s supposed to make it all better. He must think he’s just surrounded by idiots.
But I guess Hal always thinks he’s surrounded by idiots. Because that’s what makes Hal Hal.
Hal looks so fed up with Barry.
Seriously, I mean look at this exchange. Clearly this is the third or fourth attempt to get Barry to bring the rope. Or they’ve needed the rope and it took Flash an hour to come back, not with a rope, but with a (broken*) ladder.
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*It may look like it’s in good repair, but it seems to be missing the upper rungs. No wonder Hal’s so annoyed. Not only did Barry not bring the rope, but he brought a broken ladder. But this begs the question why does Hal need a rope? You know, Green Lantern, man with the science-magic ring able to make anything and grants flight.
Whoa! A semi-sensible definition! And inset panels!
Ha, for once using an idiom to define a word is not inaccurate. Because the Flash really can be there in a blink.
Touché, Super Dictionary. Touché.
