Clark: Look out!!!
Clark: ... too late...
{Clark looks away and shudders.}
(Apparently, in Kansas it doesn't just rain cats and dogs, ya know...)
Martha (Reading newspaper): LuthorCorp up twenty-seven percent...
Pete: Clark...
Clark: Yes?
Pete: You aren't the kind of alien that...
Clark: NO!!!
Pete: Good...
Lana: Um... Clark, this might not be a good time, but..
Clark: What?
Lana: Your pants are unzipped...
(Clark blushing.)
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(If I've offended you with these captions, then sorry.)