For some it is a strange & alien substance that renders them powerless in its presence - like chocolate, cheese, coffee, Kryptonite, little French pastries with the icing dusted on the top...
For others, it is as simple as a sale at Nine West, a pair of Diesel jeans, the latest Apple offering, the sleek lines of a new BMW, a house in a prestigious neighbourhood or the intense need to possess a trophy wife & show her off to those high school bullies.
And still for others it's the mere thrill of the SuperSecret. The alter ego & the kick they get out of hiding that other self from those around them, while relishing all the attention their SuperEgo gets.
I, on the other hand, possess numerous weaknesses, which is clearly due to the fact that I am gifted with an impressive array of villainous superpowers.
And while I could wax lyrical about said superpowers, I prefer to leave them shrouded in mystery, since the element of surprise is a key weapon in the supervillain's arsenal & quite useful in certain situations - like a skillful card swap at the Bingo hall...
I will, however, mention that I am utterly powerless in the presence of Star Wars Lego, Belgian chocolate, a good gadget shop, a pair of hot stiletto boots at a good price, a sleek motorbike, a poetic soul, & mesmerising eyes - to name a few & in no particular order...
