In my best Sean Connery-
"You must leave her, brother..."
I've discovered that sharing taste
in music or flicks is no guarantee
you're not going to get
ABSO-FUCKIN'-LUTELY RUINED by some
heartless Falopian (Zod, that WAS
beautiful-props to Zod).
Then again, if you're not lookin'
for love, an' ya' just wanna' bump
uglies-go for it. It's not my
philosophy, but hey-I'm not a
swaggering, studly rock god.
As far as "your back"? Of course I've got your back! Against Zod-well, certainly not over love-but since I would, on most days, smack Zod around on GENERAL principle (get it?! General? Like General Zod? Get it?!...i suck), then you have my support. We can have a ladder match, and the fist one to get up the ladder and nab the VIKING BOAT OAR is the winner!
Oh yeah, BABY-COP III!