It’s National Nailpolish Day on Krypton, their most sacred holiday. On this special day, all the nobles paint their nails extra fanciful to underscore that they do not have to work. That’s what the worker class is for. The untold masses who do not count towards the official population whenever a Kryptonian noble is asked about how many survived the explosion of Krypton. National Nailpolish Day even outranks National Professional Caregiver Day. But that’s a story for another day.
at the population of Krypton. "Yeah, I'm the last son of Krypton. What, that colony of people who have my powers and call themselves Kryptonian? Meh... they're not important. Did you notice the nail polish?"
Lois must be furiously happy. Or is that happily furious. Even after all those years, Clark still has no clue how to spin a tale.
I'm afraid some things just never change...
Well, Jimmy has always been a great stimulant for Clark.
That was…unexpected… fun!
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