"Hey baby why don't you come up to my crib?" the tattooed man with the scruffy beard, leather jacket and chains said to Lois.
He looked like an overgrown stuffed animal grizzly bear. He was literally drooling all over himself looking at her in the skimpy chicken suit.
She was totally disgusted and thought that he could use a bib. It rattled her a bit but she knew she could handle it.
Clark was watching from the bar mixing drinks from what looked like weird bottles of formula that poured out a brew the color of mashed peas. He looked up at Lois and noticed the big ape bothering her.
He was a mobile guy and moved rather quickly to her aid, but she shrugged him off and gestured for him to go back behind the bar before he blew their cover.
Sometimes, she thought, Clark was no more dangerous then Barney the Dinosaur but from the look in his eyes, she knew he meant business this time.
Men! You can't live with them but...What the heck, she didn't want to live without them either.
The end
