The clown’s got a serious need for breath mints. Bats is grabbing a fistful of certs* from his utility belt and is about to punch them into the clown’s maw.
*only bruce wayne would still have these!
The clown’s got a serious need for breath mints. Bats is grabbing a fistful of certs* from his utility belt and is about to punch them into the clown’s maw.
*only bruce wayne would still have these!
I’m whelmed
STOPPP
Can’t decide if he’s pooping or losing at arm wrestling. Hard to tell.
I think he’s under pressure, it’s pushing down on him, and on us all
Is it his terror of knowing what this world is about?
Is he watching his good friends screaming “Let me out”?
Oh well, Um-ba-ba-beh Um-ba-ba-beh Dee-day-da E-day-da, that’s okay
One leads to the other.
I’m actually really glad that I pulled that joke off the way I did
I love Freddie Mercury