When Superman died and left behind a body that still had a whole face and every limb, this guy emerged like “It’s me, Superman! I replaced all those parts that were fine? I guess I did it because they didn’t shoot lasers and I like cats to scream when I pull them out of a tree.”
Ironically, he's a pretty great Green Lantern villain. I also enjoy the fact that his back story is basically the Fantastic Four if everything went wrong
IT MADE SENSE AT THE TIME OKAY??
There were very specific internal injuries, you see. As a non-Kryptonian, you probably wouldn’t understand.
Well then in your opinion how many Lex Luthor polywogs went into a jug of Clark juice to make a Superboy with a radical attitude?
69, obviously.
That’s correct. It takes exactly 69 gametes to reproduce with your alien arch nemesis.
Bill Clinton FULLY believed him.
