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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:19 pm
::Lois turns towards Clark with puppy dog eyes sad kitty eyes::  She notices Krypto and hides behind Clark's legs:: scream
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:20 pm
::Krypto crashes into Superman to try to get at Lois::
Krypto! It's just Lois!
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:24 pm
::Lois jumps onto the bartop, arches her back and hisses at Krypto:
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:27 pm
::wraps Krypto in a bear hug and flies out of the Bistro in a blur::
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:27 pm
Great. Leave me stuck with her.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:31 pm
At least I don't go around touching the activation switches of Genetic Recombinators.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:33 pm
I didn't do anything
::coughs::
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:35 pm
No, your genes just recombined themselves into a felinic configuration in the most remarkable act of spontaneous genus reclassification in all of recorded history.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:36 pm
::Lois meows quietly::
Maybe?
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:39 pm
I would tell you the odds of that happening, but I do not have the time to tell you, long hand, each and every individual zero in the Thirty-two BILLION to one ratio.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:42 pm
Har har har....
::Lois grumbles and curls up in a ball on the bartop::
I'm glad everyone thinks this is funny. How am I supposed to write any articles with PAWS?
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:44 pm
I do not find it funny. Actually, I believe that right now I don't possess a sense of "humor."
I don't seem to possess any emotions. Except an overwhelming urge to 'terminate' certain individuals.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:51 pm
::Lois hops down from the bar and backs slowly away::
Maybe you hit a button somewhere, because that's not right.
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