[Clark loves his girlfriend and he means every mushy word he will ever say about her. Sorry, Scott.]
Well, I've got a bunch...I have super-speed, heat-vision, super-hearing, x-ray vision, ice breath, and apparently I don't need oxygen to survive in space.
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[Clark loves his girlfriend and he means every mushy word he will ever say about her. Sorry, Scott.]
Well, I've got a bunch...I have super-speed, heat-vision, super-hearing, x-ray vision, ice breath, and apparently I don't need oxygen to survive in space.