And then Chloe called and they all went to help her and Jimmy track down the ghost of Elvis
"...you'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white, but I'll have a blue, blue Christmas."
Clark rolled over and turned off Dad's scratchy old phonograph.
Mom was at an emergency legislative session. There wasn't a single human on the place -- just him and the cows and the Krypto-Ants; Lana seemed to have forgotten all about them since she'd moved in with Lex.
The chores were finished. He wasn't hungry. Nobody was calling for help.
Clark sighed and started the record back up, and the Giant Ants outside joined in the song.
"I'll have a blue Christmas without you...."
Clark rolled over and turned off Dad's scratchy old phonograph.
Mom was at an emergency legislative session. There wasn't a single human on the place -- just him and the cows and the Krypto-Ants; Lana seemed to have forgotten all about them since she'd moved in with Lex.
The chores were finished. He wasn't hungry. Nobody was calling for help.
Clark sighed and started the record back up, and the Giant Ants outside joined in the song.
"I'll have a blue Christmas without you...."