Blah blah blah blah blah... Who programmed your crazy ass, Brainiac? Couldn't you have devised a flawless ingenious laser gun or something? How about a bomb? You know where the Super Friends live, and your damn house flies, go over there and drop something out the window that explodes. Even if they see it falling, it's not like they'll think to get out of the way. By the way, Brainiac, this plan took about 15 seconds to come up with, and the only computerized thing near my brain is a hat I made out of a Speak and Spell and a rubber band. Stupid fucking robot.