That sinister Lex Luthor has been working overtime this week!
Superbob has found his abode stocked with chocolate-frosted pop-tarts, and he again was dragged out to an Italian restaurant in the middle of the day and compelled to eat a huge mound of spaghetti topped with Italian sausages, and then to take more home for dinner! Diabolical! Last night, after earing at a restaurant called Three lil Pigs (nuff said), he found himself in the coffeehouse getting a cranberry-orange scone with a latte. What? How did that happen?
Okay but do remember for perspective's sake that the
Man of Steel is of a different cellular structure (steel weighs 490 pounds per cubic foot), and hence his true loss during the Throw Down has been 721 pounds.
Okay, but in Earth terms, not those of Krypton,
Superbob gained --
ouch! --
3 pounds during the past week.
Curses, Lex Luthor -- this will not stand!
Superbob vows to do better this coming week! In the name of Truth, Justice, and the American Way!
On Monday,
Superbob finally gets to see an orthopedic surgeon -- not just a physician's assistant -- to see about his "good knee" (as opposed to his "bad" football knee) going
snap, crackle, pop, crunch, ouch! going down the basement stairs 3 1/2 months ago. Superbob very much misses taking long walks with Superdawg, and Superdawg sure does too. He looks forward to hearing what the Doc thinks. Meanwhile, he needs to stop eating like a SuperPig!
