Silly me, I thought after all the waff and genuine relationship building without an abnormal amount of angst, our gentle writer whould want to have a happy ever after type epilogue.
Instead the gentle readers are subjext to the horror of THREE (not one, not two, but THREE) little creatures to make Lois and Clark's life miserable.
Why do you hate Lois and Clark so?
Tank (who has never been able to understand the need to saddle Lois and Clark with rugrats, especially considering they are not genetically compatible... Clark is an alien... not the same species as Lois)
