Hi Shane!
Hmm… I think I read this one once.
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Dunno about the FDK, though
It would have been easier if he’d started in the nineteen nineties.
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The whole Superman idea hadn’t been a bad one, but it would have worked better in simpler times.
Without Twitter and Facebook coverage? And google image search?
Now, every little gaffe was reported for posterity, and long after he was dead, every humiliation would be on the Internet for generations to laugh at in the future.
Not to mention every time his speedos slip.
According to the tabloids, he was dating Paris Hilton.
Well…Lois must be pleased. Just…is this now a step up or down from Lee Ann Stepanovich?
The National Enquirer had even insinuated that he’d given her space VD, or possibly gotten it from her; Clark wasn’t entirely certain.
:rtoflol:
False Facebook pages in his name had popped up all over the place, mocking Superman and everything he stood for.
Maybe he should set up accounts named ‘The Real Superman™’?
but the response had been that they couldn’t prove these people WEREN’T Superman.
It had almost been enough to tempt Clark into swinging by the Facebook server farms and causing a few “accidents.”
Oops?
Unfortunately, his mother was quite active on Facebook and would never forgive him.
He hoped they weren’t due for another round of layoffs; the upper management was hinting about wanting to go completely electronic.
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BABY GUNDERSON: I. Think. This. Is. A. Great. Idea.
It seemed as though the entire female office staff was collected around Cat Grant’s computer and when he walked in they all looked up at him guiltily.
Ooooh!
People apparently cut and pasted celebrity heads onto porn images for reasons that utterly baffled him.
Without the costume, it was clear that Superman looked exactly like Clark Kent…except for one or two minor details.
Lois stared at him and tapped her foot. She scowled.
But she hasn’t seen him naked yet, so how would she know. Hmm…Maybe he should show her, as Clark Kent, that the guy in the photo is not him?
“Of course it’s not,” Lois said, frostily. “But apparently somebody thinks you’re enough of a celebrity to stick your head on some beefcake.”
Oooooh!
He found himself blushing.
“What are you angry about?”
“You’ve read the bylines…it’s Lane and Kent, not Kent and Lane.”
So, now they need Jimmy to photoshop Lois’s head onto some female nude, preferable the one currently engaged with the male nude in the picture?
Was she that competitive? It was hard to believe that even Lois could be that bad. “So you want people to paste your head onto nude bodies?” Clark asked slowly.
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“I’m the one getting humiliated here,” Clark protested. “How did this end up being about her?’
Has he *met* Lois?
“There’s fanfic about me?” he asked incredulously. “Who’s this KatManDew 1939?”
If he didn’t know better, he’d have thought Cat was starting to blush.
That was hilarious!
Michael
