Hi, Michael!
Oh? So, you going with the fall schedule?
Erm...I'm going with...making up my own schedule as I go along.
Why didn’t he fly? Also, finally home!
Why did he take a bus in canon?
Graffiti. Dog poo. People smoking at every corner. Cabs trying to run him over in a perpetual game of hit and run. A woman getting mugged and stuff in that back alley over there. Oh, and is that a bank robber locking his hostages inside the vault? And what’s with that guy wearing the white makeup and the red lipstick and green hair flicking a knife back and forth?
Clark: <reading sign> Welcome to Gotham City?? WTH?
So, not Gotham City after all.
Hehehe!
Yeah, her too.
I hear she’s ordering out a lot. Maybe if he took a job as a delivery boy for Fudge Castle?
Oh, well, he finds a job that lets him interact with her a little...
<pictures Clark donning rubber gloves and cleaning the toilets>
Save one girl and get sent to the gulag.
/waits for Clark to get the theater story/
Erm...
Busy not helping the situation.
Okay, when is this? And more importantly, what did you do with the Messenger?
Different universe. No Messanger. <wink>
Even with Metropolis rent, shouldn’t there be affordable accommodations and jobs that pay sensible money? After all, how’s everyone else making do?
I'm thinking 3 very low paying, *very* part time positions.
Huh? Stokes now into guys, too?
No, just different rules in this universe.
Ahahahaha!
Awww, just a social outing then.
It was an evil plot to give Lois a life! <grin>
And what about naked, muscular arms?
That's just...eye candy. Very, very nice...eye candy. Yeah... <drifts off into drool and thoughts of Clark's arms>
Umm…Vicki? Is it possible you missed that big sign on the roadside stating ‘Reporter Job, turn left at marker 17’?
Bahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Nope. I'm taking this baby off-roading! Hold on tight!!!!!!!!!!!
