Wednesday, February 14, 2007

A Super Valentine for You!

One last Lois Lane post, because it's Valentine's Day. This one is kind of a grab bag.

First, despite the editor's previous assertions that a woman can't keep a secret, there was an imaginary story that had Lois marry Superman, with this very reasonable explanation of what made Superman change his mind:

So there you go. Everybody wins, and the Kents can now start a long and happy marriage in separate beds:

And Lois, of course, is now a full-time housewife. And Superman always takes the time to solve problems on the home front. Like when his wife burns dinner.

That panel where he's telling her to smile if she wants a Super Kiss creeps the hell out of me. Especially since I associate super kissing with memory erasing, thanks to Superman II.

Not everything is super kissing and eye-broiled burgers, though. Sometimes Lois gets jealous. Like when Superman has to give a plaque to a famous actress, and gets a hearty "thank-you."

Lois is HARDCORE.

I love it when they fight. Let's see a few panels of that (from Lois Lane #38):


This next one really cracks me up. I think it's a combination of Superman's pose and expression, the venetian blinds, and the fact that Lois is even trying to keep him out.

Or maybe it's what Superman's saying.

These next panels prove that Lois and Superman's fights are far more interesting than the ones I have with my boyfriend.


Hardly any of our fights include the line "I'm going to take you to that distant small planet and clear myself!" And only one of them ended with me being placed in a plastic bubble and carried into space, arms folded and pouting.

In conclusion, I want to share this random panel that proves that Superman is totally, totally creepy and weird:

8 comments:

johnny_haiku said...

I have to ask... what the hell is a four-flusher? I mean, nowadays (in the UK at least) I'd interpret that to mean "a turd of such magnitude it requires the toilet to be flushed four times to get rid of it" but I assume Lois meant something else.
Great blog by the way.

Bob Fries said...

"plastic bubble equipped with oxygen tanks"
not heater or food though, they're fighting after all.

Adam Barnett said...

What I don't understand is why Lois is going to take out her anger at the actress on Clark. I mean, Clark didn't kiss *her*, but Lois is going to punish Clark for the actions of another woman? That's such a chick thing....

Nic said...

Wow, people had much better arguments back in the old days.

Excellent blog by the way.

Anonymous said...

Rachelle -

Just found your blog off a link from "Maid of Might". I spent way too long away from research work reading about the war of words with Eddie Berganza... cool to see you're from Halifax, too!

Best,
Adam Noble

Johnathan said...

I kind of hope to be called a "two-timing four flusher" someday.

John in T.O. said...

The term "four-flusher" comes from poker. Many games required a minimum hand to bet -- usually "jacks or better". But a person holding four of a suit (a four-flush) would often want to bet in, since a it's easier to make a flush (a very good hand) out of a four-flush than it is to improve other hands (such as two-pair up to a full house, filling an inside straight, etc). So a player with a four-flush who bets and calls for one card is indicating to others he has at least two pair. From what I gather, it's not considered a sporting bluff. A "four-flusher" is then someone who is inferior to what he puffs himself up to be, someone (to use another adage) whose mouth writes checks that his butt can't cash.

Viagra said...

Separate beds. What year is this comic from? I have no memories of a marriage sleeping in separate beds other than The Flinstones.