‘Well I was walkin’ along, doin’ ma’ thing, when a red rock hit me, right on the head. I said to the rock, hey give me a break, ‘cos Lois ain’t here and ya know she can’t bake.’
“Kryptonians don’t get drunk,” he said very seriously, then brightened immediately. “Hey, that reminds me – I wrote a rap song. D’ya wanna hear it?”
Clark shook his head vigorously, then stopped suddenly. “Whoa,” he said, looking incredibly dazed. “Who turned on the special effects?”
This installment was a SCREAM. I just had to quote some of my favorite parts.
Jen
