Who cares, I'm superman
I clench my fist and thrust it forward, my cape flapping in the wind, cause i always wear it you see, even when i sleep.
I stop in mid air and realise: "Hey, if im superman, then why did i run away from some smelly green blob thingies?? Im the god damn man of steel biatch!"
I fly back to go fight them, flexing my muscles, puffing out my chest and such.
The End
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