WHY I'M NOT SUPERMAN
By Fetch
Okay, let me set the record straight. Despite any rumours that might be floating around, I am not superman. For a start, I can't fly! I tried it once when I was merely a kitten, believe me, did not work. Although, on the other hand, if you watch Smallville, Clark Kent can't fly yet, which is kind of strange. Maybe my flight powers just haven't emerged yet. Not that they will! I'm not superman. Ahem.
So, secondly, my secretary here at the Times has been - under my orders - poisoning my coffee every morning with Kyrptonite. And guess what, I'm still here! Although it did give me a terrible stomach ache and I had to go to the docor. A few scans later he told me it was not a good idea to eat space rock and now I have to go back to have some organs removes. Gall bladder and a few kidneys or something, I dunno, I'm not a doctor.
Finally, superman always beats Lex Luthor. And I'm always getting the crap kicked out of me my Lex Luthor, does that sound like something superman would do? Exactly.
So now my point is proven I can leave becauce I'm still here at work at like 9 o'clock and I'm late for a hot date with Lois.
Later, Gators.
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