"Dear Super-Man,
My friends and I have always wondered, how do you keep your identity a secret?
Sincerely,
Your pal"
Alright, before I even answer this question for about the 100th time, I'm going to have to take your mortal brain down a few pegs. First off, no hyphen in the name. I didn't get bitten by a radioactive man you tool. Save the hyphens for other heroes and women named La-La (ladashla). Secondly, you have no friends, so don't pretend like this is something you and your 'friends' are talking about. Lastly, your letter itself is a fucking paradox. How can you know about my secret identity yet claim it to be a secret. Someone here is fishing for information... JIMMY! Regardless I'm going to break this down for you.
LOL I straight up told this guy... whoever he is.
Lemme just get this whole Clark Kent thing out there. If you haven't figured it out, that Clark and I are the same person, then you probably are having a hard time reading this blog. I mean, I'm really not even trying to hide it, I'm fucking Superman. I throw on a pair of glasses, slouch a bit, act like a doofus, and people think 'there is absolutely NO WAY that this tall, jacked, dummy could be Superman'. Seriously, I kind of went out of my way to make the fact that I'm Kent rather clear. You guys really think Kent has to take a dump everytime Metallo tries to blow up the Daily Planet? Or how about the fact that Superman is always around when Clark isn't? Seriously, I'm pretty sure a fucking chimp could've figured this one out (and I'm not saying Detective Chimp, that monkey is damn sharp)
No Lois, I just realized I don't give a fuck
Anyway, I've been tricking you for years! Now since my secret is out I'm going to give my friend Zatanna a call and she's going to erase all your brains! I've done it before, to my own friends even. So get those emails and comments in before you suddenly don't recognize all your friends who wear glasses.
Remember that Batsy... oh wait you can't possibly haha
Cheers!
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