Darth Michael: 
Sorry thisn slightly late. Missa have had bombat works again.
I’m sorry. I don’t speak Ghungan. Actually, my hubby made a good point this morning while discussing how to make my son Darth Maul for Halloween. He said, “They should have killed off Jar-Jar, and kept Darth Maul for the 3 (prequel) movies.” Okay, let’s re-write Episodes 3 to have Darth Maul kill all the children and Anakin to get blamed for it. Have Darth Maul and Anakin fight to the death (Darth Maul’s death) on the lava shores, only to have Obi Wan come to rescue Anakin, but then Anakin say he can’t be saved because he killed his brother (ie. Darth Maul). /See, notice the twist?/ Then Anakin pledges to Obi Wan to take care of his wife and children. THAT would’ve been a better film. It would make his “redemption” in RotJ believable. I’m sorry, Anakin isn’t redeemable after what I saw him do in SW3. /steps off soap box/
The manacles where in case Ultra Woman showed up?
Oh, so you think Luthor is psychic too?
Had Luthor told Superman what he had planned?
Why would he do such a thing? I mean, that’s sick and disgusting and totally wrong, from a moral POV.
LEX: /confused by those big words like “wrong” and “moral”/
LOIS: /realizes that she might be partially right for Lex after all and this makes her sick to her stomach/
LEX: No, darling. Only AFTER the honeymoon.
CLARK: See? I manage the truth for her own benefit!
LOIS: See? I manage the intelligence for both our benefit.
LOIS: See!
It was amazing that he even wanted to be in the same room as her.
Well, he’s still a guy.
Good point.
CAT: He didn’t want me, so… /returns vote back into purse/
PHIL:
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I knew I liked that Clark Kent fellow.
Unless she’s pregnant and the pizza comes covered in Swiss cheese, garlic, and chocolate sauce?
You do realize that not all pregnant women experience strange food cravings, right?
/scratches at screen/ Hmm… No…that’s not on the outside… How those fruit flies get inside the screen…
I knew I shouldn’t have done one last read-through after the betas had finished with it. Thanks. Fixed.
He domesticated her! /Surprised that Lois would treat Clark’s apartment as her own/
No, she just took over his castle.
/checks air for the smell of dead socks/ No, Miranda wasn’t here so why’s there a fruit fly plague in the city…?
It’s the dragons. They’re always bringing back dead things. Thanks. I’ll have the servants clean it up right away!
Aww…
LOIS: /mad/ That’s not how you keep your woman warm at night!
Well, it doesn’t suck.
CLARK: Umm…returning my elderly neighbor’s video to the store?
LOIS: In Italy?
LOIS: I’m sorry I’m late, too.
CLARK: It’s been months. Shouldn’t you have said something before now?
See? The woman knows what she wants.
LOIS: Why does he doubt this?
CAT: Phil? Did you remember to put those copies of ‘Female Anatomy for Dummies’ and ‘The Annotated Guide to the Kamasutra’ into the mail?
PHIL:
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Better than ‘I forgot the chocolate’?
Give him a minute.
Sigh. /makes note to stop being so predictable./
ER: /bouncing up and down and refrains from making Nfic joke about Clark having forgotten the cannoli./
Ooooh! How is he lying on Lois?
Not ON, next to.
Her back was pressed against his front.
Uh-oh?
What? You didn’t know that Lois was a Wildling?
So, somewhere before second base, then?
Let’s just say “yes”.
Isn’t waist before 2nd base?
Did he actually manage to be safe?
CLARK: Of course I was safe. I’m Superman.
BATMAN:
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Color of his uniform.
Knew has an ‘s’?
Superman: Everything has an “s” in it. It’s very fashionable.
MAYSON: Please call me Mayon from now on.
Well, yes. But he hasn’t read any fanfiction on himself. That was canon Clark.
If it were, men wouldn’t be allowed to walk around without shirts on.
Or maybe women are just smarter?
LOIS: I’ll take $5 on the latter, please!
He considered how he looked to be about average.
Yes…/takes sample set of 100 Superman clones/ Perfectly average.
With his clothes on, he figures his body is just as good as Jimmy’s.
LOIS: /pockets $5 after winning bet/ Thank you!
RACHEL: I certainly wouldn’t tell my mother that I had sex with my highschool best friend before going off to join the army.
LANA: Why would I want *anyone* to know that I had relations with an *alien*?
Sounds about right.
Things could progress and then stop, leaving Lois in a decidedly sour mood?
Or they could start, progress, and Clark might not be able to stop himself; therefore, leaving Lois dead.
LOIS: Don’t be silly, Clark. Women rarely die from childbirth anymore.
I wonder if Lex will get phantom pains when he has to visit the facilities after he sees Lois again…
There’s a reason they put a sheet of Plexiglas between the prisoners and their guests.
Sorry, it’s the heat. It brings out the flies.
CLARK: I wonder if that cotton is from Alabama or Australia…Hmm…
Funny how the perspectives differ, huh?
Isn’t it, though?
She sounds wicked. And sort of smart. One does have to wonder if his hand had arrived at its sleep-position on its own volition.
When he’s asleep, perhaps he lets down all that fear enforced by his control.
Probably because her temporal memory of him is reaching its conclusion…
Possibly.
A court session where the defendant or prosecutor wasn’t his girlfriend?
Often.
I think maybe a fruitfly…?
Just swallowed my comma? Don’t worry. I’ll get him another one. Thanks!
Because she’d be staying over permanently and then he’d never be able to sleep in his bed knowing there won’t be any accosting going on?
If Lois stayed over often, don’t you think she’d accost him at some point?
Because it was true or just funny?
Oh, would you rather I concentrate more on A-Plot? I can just delete all this B-Plot non-sense and go back to A-Plot if you prefer. No? I thought not.
Thanks for reading and commenting, Michael.
