So, um… Krypto. (Clarkie.) Wasn’t Krypto supposed to be from, you know, Krypton?
Also, what’s with the return of the cheesy '80s morality? There’s been a “drugs, bad!” episode; a “drinking, bad!” episode; and a “sex, bad… but um, we’ll keep selling it, anyway” episode.
Oh, yeah: Supes didn’t fly. But that didn’t suck so much as the dog was kinda ugly. Lois was still really hot. (Auntie Em doesn’t think so, but what does she know? “She’s gotta be really, really hot for us to have that threesome,” she tells me.
“Oh, yeah? Like…?”
“Angelina Jolie.” Oh. Not that she isn’t hot, mind you, but she seems mind numbingly crazy. I’d rather have Lois because, well, it’s a thread about Smallville. If this were a thread about crazy chicks who wear blood-filled jewelry, Angelina would win out. Maybe. Wow. This could be a great debate or sumthin’.)
Lana’s hot, too, but she’s just background annoying.
And Lex, man, stop Mrs. Robinsoning Dr. Quinn before her botox rubs off and infects your head.
Did they go to the hospital in this one? They probably did. It’s the best hangout they have in that town. (Shh! Don’t tell Clark’s mom, The Old Lana Lang, because she works at Club Hospital’s main competition, Java Lana Land.)
Um… what else?