Date Night, Sibling Style

“Mom, I’m going on a date with Superman and these shoes…”

“…cost me 45 bucks.”
“Fourty FIVE?” I asked.
“And this dress…”
“… cost me 6 bucks.”
“Wow, and you’re going with superman to a dance?” I asked.
“Wellllll… he’s not Superman really.”
“He’s NOT?” I pretend to be surprised.
“No, he’s really Peter Parker.”
“Peter Parker! Where are you?” I call out.

“Now be superman…”

A prom match made in heaven if ever there WAS one.