and one last thing, since i'm a stubborn brat in constant need of vindication...

why no, my father never was quite happy with me, even the whole being born a girl thing aside, why do you mention it?

according to the Smallville FanFiction Resource, Lex's Porsche from the Pilot episode of Smallville was a 15m92s Porsche 911 SC 77-83 in Gemini Blue.

never did the 'neener-neerer' jeering though. does that make me seem less gloaty?

one should never dilude themselves into thinking anything's "just me"

my search criteria: 'smallville lex's porsche'
my search results: slash fiction

good to know Google's been corrupted too. ;)

because this is a bandwagon i couldn't resist jumping on

You've got it all: wealth, power, Kryptonite-enhanced intelligence and physiology (even if it came at the cost of being called "Mr. Clean" by every monied snot-nosed punk from Anderson Academy to Eton). Your father is a magnificent bastard who withholds praise in order to make you "stronger," so you try to be hard and cold and a chip off the old block in the hopes that you can at least earn his respect if not his love. But you'll show him...

pretty pictures. the positive traits are purely from my mother. my dark side is all my own.

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