November 13, 2012; 1300hr EST. At a press conference in Bludhaven, the newly reelected President Luthor makes a speech one week after victory. “My fellow Americans, I first would like to thank you for your continued support and trust. Together, with my intellect leading the world-wide peace corps in producing new and better ways of naturally growing better, more nutritious fruits and vegetables to ship to places where such foods are unlikely to grow; and with the new Credit currency system, driving actual value into our economy, fueled by federally owned oil drilling in Our own backyard; we are now financially free!” The applause
At a wedding, a redhead stares at her betrothed. Though they stand a foot different in height, this time she feels the taller, on top of the world, marrying the man she fell for in high school. He'd found his way back, and finally told her everything. And now two thousand miles from home, her dreams came true as the preacher said, “Ms Lana, do you take this man to be your holy and lawfully wed husband? Do you take his name as your own? Do you vow to love, honor, and obey, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, forsaking all others, til death do you part?”
“I do.”
“ And do you, Mr Kent,
November 13, 2012; 1300hr EST. At a press conference in Bludhaven, the newly reelected President Luthor makes a speech one week after victory. “My fellow Americans, I first would like to thank you for your continued support and trust. Together, with my intellect leading the world-wide peace corps in producing new and better ways of naturally growing better, more nutritious fruits and vegetables to ship to places where such foods are unlikely to grow; and with the new Credit currency system, driving actual value into our economy, fueled by federally owned oil drilling in Our own backyard; we are now financially free!” The applause
At a wedding, a redhead stares at her betrothed. Though they stand a foot different in height, this time she feels the taller, on top of the world, marrying the man she fell for in high school. He'd found his way back, and finally told her everything. And now two thousand miles from home, her dreams came true as the preacher said, “Ms Lana, do you take this man to be your holy and lawfully wed husband? Do you take his name as your own? Do you vow to love, honor, and obey, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, forsaking all others, til death do you part?”
“I do.”
“ And do you, Mr Kent,