I'm thinking they will just call him Kal.  That would be easier for others to accept and understand.  Then again, they might change his name to something slightly more mainstream in a couple of years, once the novelty has worn off and they've really had time to think about it.

And they just HAVE to get him Superman Underoos.  They just HAVE to!!

Oops, I was thinking of Nic again.  LMAO.

Actually, the package is boys' underwear, but the other pic was too cute to resist.

Imagine how much this guy got paid to pose like that?  And does he whip it out of his wallet and show it to chicks in a club?

"I'll be back in a minute... here's a lil' somethin' to think about while I'm gone (wink, wink)."

Oh, I'm exactly the same way, perfect.  It's so sad.  There is this guy at work (rather, he works for our company but at a different store) who likes me.  He called one of my coworkers and started asking all about me, wants to know if I'm single, etc.  I know he wants to ask me out really badly.  He seems nice, and this coworker is pretty sure he's in his 40s, he's actually not bad-looking (has gray hair, but a young face... that's why I asked her about his age)... but I'm silently hoping he doesn't ask me out.

Why?  It's not because I'm saving myself for Nic or anything retarded like that.  I just get the willies when I find out someone likes me.  I don't know why.  I get really nervous and afraid, like I'll somehow find myself on a date with them whether I want to be there or not, and will be forced to interact with them and it will be so awful and awkward and then he'll want to keep dating me and I won't want to do it so I'll have to turn him down and he'll get upset (takes deep wheezing breaths).

It's so stupid.  I do this every time someone shows interest in me.  I'm my own worst enemy when it comes to romance.  I sit at home, chatting online and writing Nic smut.  Oh, and eating.  I do that too.

That's the way I am too!  Isn't that terrible?  I guess women need it like guys do... this message board is living proof of that.  I have tried "no strings attached" with another coworker and it was an unmitigated disaster... not because it was awkward afterwards (it wasn't... he was discreet), but because he was really BAD.  He had no endurance, he was awful at foreplay, and he was not well-equipped.  Sinclaire and I refer to him as "Vienna Boy" because of his little bitty Vienna sausage.  He had nothing at all going on for him, and wasn't even all that good-looking.

Why did I do it?  Because I had never done that before and wanted to see what it was like.  Now I know it's no big thing - in this instance, in more ways than one.

Yes, exactly.  I'd been working with this guy for a few months and he was always hittting on me, rubbing on me, saying suggestive things.  I'm really surprised he was brazen enough to do that at work, seeing as how I could have busted him for sexual harassment sooooo easily.  And when I finally took him up on the offer, I was nervous at first, then excited... then disappointed.

So maybe with this other guy, if he asks me out I'll say OK but emphasize that we'll just go out as friends first?  I don't really know him all that well.

Yes, it was really odd.  He kept going on and on about how he wanted to lick me all over and stuff, and then he wasn't any good at it.  Not good at anything else either. 

And if you think THAT'S weird, try this on for size... he wants another go!!  I'm serious!  He keeps asking me when he can come over again.  WTF?  He couldn't get anything done last time, what makes him think I want a continuation of that?  OMFG.

Better yet, stick a toothpick in it, and top it with a piece of cheese. At least it will look more appetizing.....lol.

I never understood why men who brag about what they have or what they will do with you are total **** when it comes down to it. I always have hated a braggart. Action speaks louder then words. So look for the deep, silent type.....lol.