Hi Vicki!
I just managed to catch up with at least one story

/points at part 17’s FDK way down there and this one/
"I'm not sure yet. This whole idea seems really...silly...to me," Clark answered, sounding uncomfortable and resigned.
/imagines Clark being dressed up as Super Goof/
He emerged from the bathroom, wearing the latest of his mother's creations. Lois' eyes grew wide. Her mouth opened slightly, but she did not speak. She stood, leaving her spot on the bed next to Clark's mom.
Chippendale’s work uniform?
"No," Lois said breathlessly and shaking her head. "You look incredible." She ran her finger over the well-defined bulge of his bicep.
Sounds like Martha will have to mop the floor again before someone slips and hurts himself on the puddle of drool.
"Some sort of...I don't know. Emblem? Symbol? Something to announce to the world just who you are."
Maybe if he wore his driver’s license around his neck?
I've owned quieter Hawaiian shirts."

Michael