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[scottobear]

You are walking down a winding dirt back road. It is about an hour before sunset, crisp and cool. You look up and a vast distance down the path you see a figure heading in your direction. You are surprised to have seen someone so far away. But, you keep walking, expecting nothing more than a friendly nod as you pass. He gets closer. You see he has a flowing red cape. He is closer--a blue bodysuit with a yellow-red crest on the chest. Closer--craggy features on a chalk-white face, and blue highlights in a disheveled mop of raven-black hair. You and he are fifty yards apart. You, and Bizarro, the cracked mirror image of Superman are twenty yards apart. You approach on the lonely country avenue. You nod. He salutes, and flies off.

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Comments

[patricks.livejournal.com]

Me am Bizarro!

There's a comic book store in Davis called Bizarro World. They once ran an ad saying "Bizarro World am bad store! You am no going to Bizarro World! You am no buying comics at Bizarro World!" [lol]

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[scottobear.livejournal.com]

Groovy!



Bizarro am not pleased!

[patricks.livejournal.com]

Did you ever see the Alan Moore "final Superman story" just before the John Byrne reboot? Hello, Superman. Hello.

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[scottobear.livejournal.com]

*wipes tear from eye...

yup. they got curt swan to do the art.

"You am best friend, that's why we fight all the time." touching.

[patricks.livejournal.com]

Bizarro and his cube-Earth were cool. We should have a Bizarro Day on LiveJournal. Everyone could write their journals in Bizarro-speak and make posts that are the opposite of their normal entries. [lol]

[scottobear.livejournal.com]

sure, or just make a Htrae community. :)