this was posted by MUSH POTATO last July 16, 2008 on THAT mushy mailbox:

“If people have superheroes, then who are superheroes’ heroes? Where do heroes get strength to toss up cars of bad guys? Or prevent a building from collapsing? Or run as fast as a bullet? How do they get back their strength before their very own Kryptonites? How do they see things beyond walls? How could they walk through burning chambers? How could they produce fire out of their eyes? How they’re suppose to fly? I know heroes are lighter than elephants but how could they stay light even when they had the world at their back?

Aren’t you a superhero, Mushy? I’m wondering who is your superhero… And who covers you blanket when your sleeping, and who dresses your wounds, who makes you ice bags, or get you meds when you have a flu? Who hugs you when you’re hurt? And, uh, is it really necessary that heroes should wear their underpants outside?”

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well, mushpotato, i never had a superhero. but i have someone who shares a blanket with me, who dressed my very first stitches in my life, who makes me ice bags when i have super-migraine, who gets me meds and makes sure that i drink lots of water when i have a flu. i dont need a superhero. i have someone who could do better (and is much much sweeter). and that is YOU.

P.S. i dont know about their underpants.
maybe superheroes don’t recognize the word under. 🙂