

Well I don’t even know if it’s a joke, but just something about Superman’s spunk traveling as fast as he can, and how it would wreak havoc during some intimate moments causing some carnage or something to that extent. I don’t even know. Maybe it’s just something my dad was joking about when I was younger.

Holy crap. Well that explains a lot with that memory. Dad used to read a ton of sci-fi. I was actually just commenting about Larry Niven and my dad in another post, The one that was asking why nobody has redone Dante’s inferno in the 20th century.
e: I think he either must have read me the story or paraphrased it to me when I was younger, I’m going to have to bring this up next time we’re having a meal together lol. I read the entire short story you posted (very short! I read it while eating a carrot for breakfast!), and so much of it brings back more memories :) what a fun concept it explores, thank you so much for sharing the link, this made my morning!