Hmmmm. Need to get some of that memory stuff of Michael's. Whatever it was called.
Gingko.
<<Michael's brain goes in search of something dark while waiting for the next part of Sue's story to find its way to his inbox>>
*You’ve got mail sound*Ooooh, looky there. Something to do this weekend.
You do realize she's only joking, don't you?
Actually, no?
That should help him sleep. [Devil]
CLARK: But she’s like my *sister*! /plunks another pillow on top of head/ *lalalalalalalalalalala*
Right. And there's no way Lois can change his mind, so she might as well give up like she always does.
LOIS: Hey!
The EW was being sarcastic.
So, Cat wants Lois to kiss Clark and pour cold tea on him?
quote: Yes. It should put him right back to sleep after.
CLARK: <points at combination of X and Y chromosome in his genetic makeup>
PERRY: Dang nabit, Olsen, I told you to use the typewriter not that old IBM.
LOIS: Oh, my gosh, and the poor man in wandering the streets of Metropolis? I *MUST* go find him. You take care of Clark.
CAT: Gladly.
:p
WALLY: So, do you think that they videotaped it?
And here I changed the line so you would pick up the other implication, when Lois responded "Superman?"
I must stop thinking about a quote after every paragraph.
