Where art thou, Clark Kent?

“Lizs sat erect with her eyes focused on the screen, as her two index fingers were neatly typing her editorial for this week's newspaper. Her pace was steady, but her mind was travelling at full throttle. She knew that she could make it. She could become a big city newspaper reporter. She had it all, the good looks, the charm, the persuasiveness, the knowledge, the experience, the drive, the ambition ... After all, she was just as good or better than that other great metropolis, newspaper reporter, Lois Lane. But, of course, Lois always had Clark Kent nearby! If only she, Lizs, could find herself a Clark Kent. She stared at the screen before her. For the conclusion to her weekly editorial her fingers had deftly entered, "Where art thou, gojo?"”

“Who says she hasn't found her man of steel?”

“Oh the horror”

“A steely man?”

“nope - a steely dan”

“cool..eh eh eh...”

“what the heck is a spalpeen?”

“is it anything like a ballpeen?”

“bump

It's only 2 AM EDT! Do you know where your parents are?”

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“Bacon-Ringed Nebulae ?”