lol.
Once, at Welch Avenue Station, the entire football team was hitting on my three girlfriends. They were laying it on pretty thick, but I didn't care, because those girls knew what they would be giving up if they left me, and so they just threw their drinks into the faces of any football player that tried to put the moves on them. I dumped them anyway, because let's face it, I could gone home with any girl at the bar. So just then, Superman showed up, and asked if I could help thwart a terriorist plot to take over the Jacobson Building. We took down the terrorists pretty quick, and then we went to the truck stop for breakfast. Then Superman ducked out on the bill. What a chump. That's okay, because I'm a millionaire anyway. I'll pay for Superman's eggs any day.