/me tries very hard to stop laughing... no such luck...
they watched the bartender ... juggle bottles? Well, that was something you didn't see every day.
LOL! Don't know why, but this really struck me as hysterical...
launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Yay! Clark's here!" she exclaimed. "I knew you would come!"
Thatta girl, Lois!
Clearly, however, this wasn't what Lois had in mind. Once again, she wrapped her arms around his neck and tried to tug him backwards, leading him away from the bar. "I don't wanna go home yet," she told him. "I wanna dance."
Toldja... Clarkie is
definitely in trouble!
"Um, because you needed a ride home?" he answered hopefully.
HAH! Nice try, Clark...
Of course, not enjoying it would have been a lot easier if she wasn't, at that very moment, tracing the tip of her tongue along the outside of his ear.
Blue cup! Takeout water!
I will never look at peanut butter quite the same way!
And with that, he pulled open the door, and slipped out, desperate to leave while he still could.
AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!