Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Running for President?
No, I'm not. And one more thing. Stay away from Superman.
That's not it. What else could it be?
It's Clark here that turns to mush every time Linda's around.
That's very tempting, but like I say, I'm pressed for time.
Why not? You say yes to her party and yes to her lunch...
I'll be right back.
He's already written the editorial. He's just waiting for your exclusive report.
Me?
before he pulls the trigger on whatever he has planned.
Sort of like this?
I Bet Don King is Lickin, Suckin and Fukkin Yo Daddy, Yo Auntie, Yo Uncle and Yo Cousin Too Better Yet Me and My Nigga Jimmy Both Bet Don King is making a Only in America Sex Tape With Yo Mama and Yo Cousin Too With his Hairy Dick
So tell me. What's next for Preston Carpenter?
- Don't look at her. - Lois, what a surprise. You're Clark's date.
Nice try.
Yes. Excuse me, will you?
- What do you think... - Mr. Secretary.
Forget it. I'm not feeling them anymore.
So, Linda, what paper are you going to work with on the Coast?
Now, who knows what's wrong with this picture?
Or not.
Really? Then why don't work with her, too?
Preston Carpenter is a very powerful man, period.
I want you to go all out.
Where have you been?
You said that about Superman. What is it with you?
And Lois...
There they are.
Perry, I just got off the phone.
Lois should be used to disappointment.
I've taken a job on the Coast.
Two page-one stories in as many days. You should be very proud of yourself.
They're on their way.
the ceremonial exchange from the Kingdom of Omer to the United States.
- Bottom feeder? - Why were you having lunch with her?
Excuse me, Daily Planet. What are you doing here?
or personally...
both newsstand and subscription.