>My son, did I ever tell you about Tamaraneans? They are an exotic alien race in the Vega system, a fine piece of feline-evolved pussy from a kinkier age. They have the tightest bodies and the most teardrop perfect breasts in the galaxy; barely covered at any time. The Psions and I used to doubleteam them at the end of every successful scientific investigation during Krypton’s Fourth Age, and once in a while we’d even have the entire Science Council run a train over them, part of official investigation of course. In time, they learned their place in the Fortress of Bonitude. When they wore something they put on tiny strips of metal, and since they were constantly flying you’d get a glimpse of their orange pussies mid air. It was surreal. We taught them to grip their weapons like a dildo and they constantly get captured by the Gordanians and the Citadel almost every other day. It was ridiculous, like a constant porno Kal-El, you have no idea. That’s why I have sent you, my only son, to bone them.
>>152156252Then how come the rocket landed on Earth?
>>152156273It's a pit stop, earth is halfway between krypton and tamaran
>>152156252He never said that.
