Darth Michael: Are those darn writers bogging you down with Betas, so you have no time to FDK? [Linked Image]

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Translation: Ellen drank herself into a coma and is now in the hospital, detoxing.
Potato. Tomato.

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She doesn’t want to be caught on camera wearing her fiancé?
CAT: It’s not as glamorous as Something About Mary makes it sound.
lol It also depends on the fiance and how she's wearing him.

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CLARK: I’ve always said that Luthor was toxic slime.
JIMMY: rotflol
CLARK: huh I was serious.

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I wander what it was like on the battlefield of ye olden days. Or how they do it with the poor chaps who have vampires explode all over them. I guess Buffy got lucky that her vampires dustified instead of splattered, huh?
That would explain why our VA is in trouble. /ducking/
AND Buffy constantly complained about swallowing vampire dust.
SPIKE: [Linked Image]
BUFFY: [Linked Image]

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Hey, could have been worse.
Yeah. She could have been hit by him.

CLARK: [Linked Image]

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Trying to get a photo of her in wrapping tissue?
NUNK: [Linked Image]

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So, after the statement, she’s fair game to every hooker in town who’s sad about big spender daddy biting the dust?
HENDERSON: Sure, unless they break the law.

LOIS: Hello? Hooker.

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Sounds like she’s surprised some burglars. Or is it the movers Lex had hired to move her appropriate but still generic items into her new home while disposing of the less appropriate or sentimental pieces?
Latter, except none of her stuff was going to make it to their home.

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See! Also, how did Lex get her keys?
Duh. He stole them.

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Sounds like they don’t listen the news, huh?
It just happened a few hours earlier. It wasn't announced on sports radio during the game.

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Well, love pets usually don’t need outside clothing.
Like in My Fair Lady, all her old clothing was to be sent out to be burned.

Originally Posted by Darth Michael
Originally Posted by Wrong Clark
Did that include her fish?
Starts at about minute 2:00.
LEX: I would given them a new home.
NIGEL: /insert picture of Nigel dumping fish down the toilet/ I need a raise.

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That sounds like they normally do moving for the Church Group.
MOVERS: We don't discriminate.

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Because of /signature pickle dicer move/ and /what she would've done to Lex if he hadn't jumped/.
LOIS: I said, don't call me Mrs. Luthor.

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She seems agitated…
She's had a bad day.

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Couldn’t she have them arrested for breaking and entering? After all, just because they had been hired by somebody doesn’t mean they’re not breaking and entering.
Yes.
WOOLFE: [Linked Image] I don't want to fill out *more* paperwork.

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Yes, but that permission wouldn’t be valid until after the marriage when ownership of the bride and her belongings was officially transferred to the husband. That’s in the Metropolis civil code isn’t it?
LOIS: /points to prenup, where it says all Lois's stuff will always be Lois's stuff, and so will Lex's stuff/
So, that’s a ‘no’? Well, looky there, maybe Lois could have them arrested even after her wedding. Might not have been pleasing to her new husband, but what could he possibly do?
LEX: /hurt the movers himself for misunderstanding his perfectly clear instruction/
The movers were supposed to show up at the time the wedding was over, so technically...

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And what about the shovels and the dead guy in the front half of the cargo area of their truck?
MOVER: What? That was a different job for the Churches.

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On the plus side, all the evidence is already nicely packed up and ready to ship to evidence lockup, huh?
And wrapped up in Lois's silky undies?

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Mr. T: All five of them? *Again*?
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CAT: Who’s there?
VOICE: Lois!
CAT: Lois Who?
VOICE: Lois Lane!
CAT: Lois Looser?
VOICE: No, not Luthor!
[Linked Image]

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So, she learned from Lois?
No. She had a bat.

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Sounds like Lois.
Everything sounds louder in the middle of the night.

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Where’s the man of the house?
Camping with his brothers in law.

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shock What the!
evil

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Great, earthquake and Superman’s falling-down drunk.
I don't think he could be Superman and drunk at the same time, SM-III not withstanding.

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She could send him over to Lois’s. Maybe then they’d finally hook up.
LOIS: With my luck he won’t be remembering that one either.
And that would be bad, why?

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Well…he’s definitely full of liquid courage.
CAT: He’s full of something, all right.
He didn't call Cat pretty in front of Lois.

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Comma.
Fixed.

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And then drinking and drinking and drinking…
While drinking he was thinking.

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He’s not the quickest one, is he?
Well, just because you thought of it 5 parts ago... doesn't mean HE's slow. He was distracted by other things in the film.

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Well…he did move his lips.
LEX: [Linked Image] Ventriloquism.

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He’s like Sheldon, going to Penny’s instead of annoying Leonard.
LEONARD: Don't worry, Sheldon annoys me enough already.

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Clark’s a drunk. Let him sleep it off.
Nah. That would be too easy.

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Well…polka-dotted dress.
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LOIS: Sarcasm is lost on Clark. Period.
[Linked Image] True.

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So, Cat doesn’t like dealing with the mess a drunk makes when the fluids return to the outside world via various bodily cavities, huh?
Do I even want to try to understand what you mean, because I'm already disgusted on my first read.

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Too much competition for least-discriminate sex on TV?
Just because Cat likes sex doesn't mean she wants to watch Lois having it.

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Like sleeping with her and then blaming a curse for her dead body the next morning?
CLARK: [Linked Image] I forgot about the curse!

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He already said that there’s not bullet wound. She not awake at two in the morning or what? That’s got to be high-noon in Cat time.
If Lex has a bullet wound but Lois doesn't than Clark is right. It isn't Lois. But if neither of them do, then it could have just been an old tape.


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