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| Lois Lane developed a crush on my next door neighbor’s son. It seems she has a thing for bad boys and doesn’t care about the age difference. She’s dressing like a trollop now and spits like a man when they come out of the house. The boy’s friends make fun of him for dating an older woman but he basks in the notoriety. Superman drives slowly by every once in a while, a broken and angry man. I like my neighbor and I’m worried that he’s going to start finding giant boulders in his yard or his trees ripped out. That’s going to hurt property values. Anyway, it won’t last. She’s bound to come to her senses and start dating a nice shoe salesman. The boy’s going to be mad but at least the trouble will be in some other neighborhood. |
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