Lost in the frozen wilderness of Hoth, Luke encounters an old friend…
















I come equipped with stereophonic funk producin' disco inducin' twin magnetic rock receptors. Wind me up! I'll dance, I'll sing, I'll play with you!
The one thing they don't teach at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters... Common courtesy.
Whether you're a scoundrel, princess, or walking carpet, everyone is looking for love in a galaxy far, far away.
What's colder than even the snowy plains of Hoth? How about a friend who smiles in your face, while planning to stab you in the back?
Galactic vs Doctor Doom, in a cosmic clash an epoch, or at least ten years, in the making!
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