"Sir, Take A Number And Stand In Line."

"Sir, take a number and stand in line."

"I did, I just had a question. My ticket days 'AE'?"

"Our ticket system is hexadecimal."

"Oh. Um... what's the current number?"

"7."

"So... I'm gonna be here a while, aren't I?"

"Seems likely, sir."

1. My daydreams.

2. My intelligence.

3. My sense of humour.

4. My memory for facts (useless or otherwise).

5. How I always strive to be helpful.

@moustawott @cheezbot

Firstly, when you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)!!

1. My taste in friends

2. My taste in partners

3. My ability to not give a fuck

4. The strength of my hands (for piano & such)

5. My sense of humor

@goodbye432 @colonelpancakes @needingsleep @my-castles-crumbling @xxadipocerexx @pennzance @myfairkatiecat @gaygirldoodles @emery-is-a-king @khonsuss

This basically happened in canon (superman #203 "Clark Kent's biggest day").

A gang tries to assassinate Kent and he has to pretend not to notice their attempts so he doesn't draw attention to himself. @unpretty posted parts of the comic here on Tumblr.

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Kitty Unpretty

there was a golden age superman comic where someone called a hit out on clark kent, and so a sniper tried to shoot him while he was out havi

Highlights include:

1. The assassins shooting a Torpedo at him whereupon he simply levitates the boat he's on slightly so it can't reach them.

2. A sniper shooting (at) him during lunch - in order to make sure his lunch date doesn't notice anything he has no other choice than to EAT THE BULLET that bounced off him and dropped into his food.

The CIA tries to kill Clark Kent, not because they know he’s Superman, but because he’s a really good journalist. They keep making it look like an accident, but every plan fails. It’s a comedy as the CIA can’t figure out why their attempts always go wrong.

"Dude that's just what newborns look like; they're always a bit squished right after birth... Now hush and congratulate me already. But do it quietly, alright? She's nearly asleep."

“Buddy. Friend… dearest companion… that is the ugliest thing I have ever seen.”

I picked up a hitch-hiker. I always stop for them, so I pulled over out of habit. Forgetting I was on a tween road, a ghost road, a twixt road.

"I'm going to Bonn," I said.

"What century?"

"Twenty-first."

"Close enough, I can wait there."

"Hop in."

I don't pry, but I am curious.

--Pandora, right before releasing all the evils of the world

Writing Prompt: Dialogue

“Whatever is in there doesn’t sound happy. Maybe you should take them out of the box?”