Clark -- (thinking) the Chief has a spot of mustard on his lip - right there. Maybe if I just bite my lip a little, he'll get the hint.

Lois -- (thinking) mmmm, mustard, I could really go for a pastrami sandwich on rye right about now.


Sorry, that's the best I've got. I'm in the middle of a marathon beta and it's getting close to midnight. laugh

Love the superglue comment Woody!

Smile and the world smiles with you ... frown and you're just giving yourself wrinkles.