Again, sorry about yesterday. Blogger is normally pretty reliable and easy to use, but I guess even the best of us have off days.
Hey, check out the ultra-complicated Legion secret handshake! No way the Fatal Five will ever crack that one! Do they have a secret password, and if they do, does anyone think it isn't "password?"
You're getting a little too dependent on Clark, Ma. I mean, are there no pot lids or .... I dunno, baking soda in the house? It's not like the whole joint is burning down around your ears. Yet.
If I were Clark, I'd put the fire out just to shut her up. But instead of doing it by blowing it out with my super-breath, I'd try something different like farting. Surely he can fart hard enough to put out a small grease fire. I mean, why wouldn't he be able to do that?
Eeeek! Clark! Don't put it out that way!
Sorry, Ma! You said to use one of my many super-powers, so I thought I'd show off a little...
Can you believe DC Comics hasn't contacted me about a writing position with them?
Matt... my darling.... I would have waited for you forever.... but instead I'm going to become a heroin-addicted porn actress.... if only you had returned my calls....
The joke here, for you non-Daredevil fans, is that Karen Page did become a heroin-addicted porn actress, who sold Daredevil's secret identity for some smack.
I know you think I'm kidding, but I'm not.
Ah, it feels better to blog again! Just to celebrate, let's check out another Fudge Judge! Fudge Judge! Frock! Sockamagee!