I'm 6 foot 5 btw

well I'd be damned if I wasnt michael jackson when i ask for lunch money but I know I'm not running dramaturgy if oscar is a furry when someone is brushing their teeth for dessert knowing batman is coming to save gotham. For justice a mouse said as it flew away with its grippers. Once was robin who was know a mouse. Justice will be served once and for all as my apple keeps the doctor away on day 69. call me at 0800 6969 069. Thank you and shall who loves resident evil have a good day and be leon kennedy. Unbreakable.

omg real batman in my comments rn

alright buddy. Okay, real talk, I just accidentally defeated an intergalactic jellyfish overlord by sneezing in slow motion while backflipping off a blimp made of tacos. Not even mad. I mean, sure, the Justice League said it was a training simulation, but I’m 146% certain they’re just jealous of my ultra-mega-stealth-mode. That’s right...stealth mode. It involves covering myself in glitter and screaming ‘I AM INVISIBLE’ until crime gives up. And yes, I own a Bat-unicycle. No, you can’t ride it. It's calibrated to my exact heroic gluteal pressure. Alfred keeps trying to vacuum the ceiling but that’s where I park the Bat-Hammock. For emergencies. Like existential dread or too many snacks. Also, I taught a raccoon karate last Tuesday and now he’s my lawyer. We’re suing gravity. No further questions...unless you brought cookies. Then proceed directly to the Bat-Kitchen. Password is ‘JusticeWithExtraCheese.’

teehee

willy lover xDD