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The adventures of Superboy and his super

dog, Krypto. Exciting stories of Superman

when he was a boy who, as young Clark

Kent, devotes his superpowers to the

prevention of crime and the preservation

of peace for all mankind.

Superboy.

This is the estate of Sad Sam Hummel,

Smallville's wealthiest citizen. Wonder

why he's called Sad Sam?Just

watch.

Stop wasting my time. You call

yourselves clowns?You couldn't make me

laugh if you tickled my feet with a

feather. But don't feel bad.

Better men than you've tried and

failed. I'm afraid no one can

make me laugh except... maybe.

AhHere he comes now.

So you've accepted my challenge,

Superboy. How can I resist, Mr. Hummel?

It's worth millions to the Smallville

orphanage. Very well. You've already

heard the conditions. Just once before

my life is over, I want to know how it

feels to laugh. If any man

can bring me laughter... I'll bequeath

my entire fortune to his favorite

charity. Think you can make me laugh,

Superboy?We can sure try, sir.

Ready, Krypto?Then let's get started.

What and how many are you doing with that

iron fence post?There's

nothing a super dog loves more than a

super pretzel. Right, Krypto?

Crypto! Crypto, what are you doing?Oh,

Crypto, you're too much. Uh..

Not funny. Oh, we're just

getting started. So now

what happens?Well, now let's see.

Crypto, what do you say we give this poor

man?Another chance.

Okay, but first... I gotta...

scuff up with some...

I'll admit you look funny, but...

Just a minute. I'm not finished yet.

Up, up and away!

How's that for Super Bubble?

Watch out, Pipro! You're getting too

close to the bubble!

Ohh

If you're all finished, you can

leave now. Sorry, Superboy, but

you're just not funny enough.

I'm sorry too, Mr. Hummel. Those kids at

the orphanage sure could have used that

money. Anyhow, we tried our best,

Krypto. Let's go.

Golly, Mr. Hummel, the whole town's

rooting for the orphanage. If you just

give Superboy one more chance, maybe...

You're wasting your time, young fellow.

I'm convinced there's not a soul alive.

Hey. What's wrong?

Suddenly, as a strange distant sound

alerts his super-hearing, the boy of

steel beams his X-ray vision through the

ceiling, high into the sky, where a

meteorite streaks toward an unsuspecting

plane. They'll meet head-on in another

few seconds. What are you doing, young

man?What costume?This

is a job for Superboy. Up, up,

and away!

That was close.

Well, now my secret identity

is finally out, Mr. Hummel. There was no

time to slip away. You see, that meteor

was so near the plane, I just didn't have

time to...

Mr. Humble?

You're trying to make me think that

you're Superboy?You?

Meek, mild-mannered Clark Kent.

Look, Mr. Hummel. That's the

greatest joke of this injury.

Oh, oh, yes, Mr. Hummel.

Ohh That is funny, isn't it?Me,

Superboy.