Okay, so I just finished Season 8. HOLY CRAP they killed Jimmy Olsen! I did not see that coming! I’m starting to think Doomsday/David was a prick. But hey, that’s just my own thought on the matter. He sure didn’t want anyone having Chloe but himself. Good thing Clark took care of Doomsday. It took me a moment to realize that the battle was over once they hit that geothermal station and things exploded. To be honest, I’m not impressed with the Doomsday storyline in Smallville. It didn’t capture the same erie feeling that the comics did. I don’t think anyone has accurately portrayed Doomsday the way he was meant to be seen. Some have come close, but even then they got things wrong. I would love to be able to watch a true Superman Doomsday throwdown. You know what I’m talking about, where Superman dies but before dying he learns that Doomsday’s bones are his weakness and takes him out. Just like in the comics. But alas, I think that would be too long of a movie to fully explain Doomsda...
Sock tiptoed out the door and quietly shut it behind her. Being a sock puppet was never an easy task, always having to go wherever the wind flung her about. Today was a little different, she had managed to find a way to use her arms to tiptoe around, quietly of course for she was a sock.
As she tiptoed down the front walkway, she saw the mailman... sock loved the mailman, it was a secret crush that she never dare tell anyone about. She remembered the first day that she saw him delivering mail... of course it was the same day that she had been shoved in a box and sent to New York... but that's another story for another time.
Sock had hoped she would see her original mail man someday... but was never certain when that day would be.
Making her way to the mailbox, Sock peered inside to find it full of letters. Taking one out with her mouth, she looked it over... it was addressed to Santa...
Oh no! She thought. They're sending the letters to the wrong address! Sock looked around, she was certain it wasn't the north pole... at least as far as she could tell it wasn't the north pole. Hopping down from the mailbox, she started to follow the mail truck wondering if she would ever catch up with it...
As she tiptoed down the front walkway, she saw the mailman... sock loved the mailman, it was a secret crush that she never dare tell anyone about. She remembered the first day that she saw him delivering mail... of course it was the same day that she had been shoved in a box and sent to New York... but that's another story for another time.
Sock had hoped she would see her original mail man someday... but was never certain when that day would be.
Making her way to the mailbox, Sock peered inside to find it full of letters. Taking one out with her mouth, she looked it over... it was addressed to Santa...
Oh no! She thought. They're sending the letters to the wrong address! Sock looked around, she was certain it wasn't the north pole... at least as far as she could tell it wasn't the north pole. Hopping down from the mailbox, she started to follow the mail truck wondering if she would ever catch up with it...
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