Catching up, again. Kinda…
Me too, on the feedback.
/waits for him to go over the cliff/
Yeah, right. Brooding teenager who wants to be alone. Like that’s big news.
How about he keeps repeating that ‘Women are always clothed in public.’
But what if he wanders into a strip club?
Nope.
And fitting room doors in stores.
Can you imagine if he had been in bed with Lana at the time? Also, why did you skip over highschool and Lana and Rachel?
Mostly because they were not important to the story.
PIGEON: Duh!
BLACK RAVEN: Corn. Corn.
WHITE RAVEN: Winter is coming.
BLACK RAVEN: Snow. Snow.
Oops! I heard three horn blasts!
Let’s hope he won’t crash into a plane.
So *that's* why Oceanic Flight 815 went down! Magic island my left foot!
Just like an Emperor’s domain. He’s finally coming into his own, realizing he’s the master of the world.
Cameron: *That's* all it took? Should have thought of that before!
Wouldn’t it be fun if he ran out of oxygen on the way down, blacked out, crashed, and lost his memory. And when he wakes up, he’s in Metropolis, the Lane’s backyard garden. You know, naked teenager stalking around a garden below the window of a teenaged girl? Ooooh! There’s fun to be had if Daddy owns a gun.
Because he's an evil man who abused a poor kid?
LOIS: I don’t believe it.
Clark: I guess I'll just have to fly her someplace...
And best do it before taking Lois flying.
So, gravel in a field is a good thing?
They can sell it for cash.
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