And say what you want about Hitler, but he did kill Hitler

The biggest party in history, and he can’t go

Clark Kent’s clothes are made of some kind of super fabric that doesn’t wrinkle. Superman folds and compresses his civvies into a small square about the size of a wallet, and keeps it in a pocket in his cape.

They’re crunchier, more like puffed Cheetos; and crunchier still from the buttery sugar coating. And they’re salty. And addictive as fuck.

I didn’t know about the Trumpie associations, and that’s sad, 'cause they have one hell of a beef jerky selection.

Except the beaver nuggets