“No, it can’t be. It must be a bird, or a plane or something,” said Lois.
“On what planet is that a bird? I’m telling you, it’s Superman,” replied Jimmy.
“We’re not having this argument again. Clark, tell him that’s not Superman.”
“What? No I’m not!” said a distracted Clark Kent, dragging his eyes away from where they’d been drilling an X-ray hole in Lois’s blouse.
“No, it’s definitely Superman. Tell her, Clark!” urged Jimmy.
Clark looked up at the alien spaceship in the sky, and gave the answer least likely to worry his friends. “Yup, that’s Superman alright.”
“On what planet is that a bird? I’m telling you, it’s Superman,” replied Jimmy.
“We’re not having this argument again. Clark, tell him that’s not Superman.”
“What? No I’m not!” said a distracted Clark Kent, dragging his eyes away from where they’d been drilling an X-ray hole in Lois’s blouse.
“No, it’s definitely Superman. Tell her, Clark!” urged Jimmy.
Clark looked up at the alien spaceship in the sky, and gave the answer least likely to worry his friends. “Yup, that’s Superman alright.”
