Wow, Lex. Way to be an asshole. I hope your son calls up his friendly neighborhood telepath to frisk your brain and Clark to hold you down, then kicks your butt all over creation.

Also, Johns? You've gone so far past tasteless, I don't even know. I thought you'd reached your nadir, but... yeah. Nice one. And I had such hopes for this series.

Oh well, Manapul's art is gorgeous, at least.