Or better yet! Somebody should go back in time and kill Amadeus Arkham before he gets the stupid idea to “help” crazy assholes! Except maybe that’s what happened! Maybe the time traveler tasked with the assassination arrived back in time confused, disoriented, and a little bit insane. Board the place up and throw away the hammer! Burn it down! Cover it in an impenetrable plexiglass dome and fill it with concrete! It’s a curse on Gotham! Who is overseeing Arkham Asylum?! Shouldn’t Batman check in every other day to make sure things are running smoothly? I think after Batwing and The Spectre finish their investigation, Arkham needs to be shut down for good. A doctor that Batwing stumbles upon says it’s been this way for months now. I don’t know what any of this means! The Arkham Staff have all had their left arms cut off or have had their bodies turned into wraith housing. He may have already been reinterpreted sometime in the last decade before The New 52.īatwing defeats Maxie Zeus which is what he wasn’t supposed to do because now Maxie is prepared to be vesselized by the Messiah! I don’t know what that means. At least from when I last read a story with him in it. I’m assuming by the get-up and the name that this is Maxie Zeus even if it’s a bit of a reinterpretation of him. I particularly like her -esque decorating motif. Who am I kidding? I never ate school lunches! I always brought my own in my awesome cool Battlestar Galactica lunchbox! Which I still have! But not me! They weren’t going to kill my spirit that easily! I allowed myself to dream of delicious foods that would be plated in front of me for twenty three hours of every day! Only during lunch hour would I let them win! They couldn’t have the rest of me as easily as printing a daily menu forecasting horrendous evil! ![]() ![]() ![]() Some kids liked to read the menu so they could prepare themselves for the gastronomical tortures about to be inflicted upon them day after day. Remember in elementary school, you’d get green sheets (or some color xeroxed thing) that were like little newspapers with not really important facts about things happening on campus? And they always published the school lunch menu for the upcoming week? Boy, that was depressing! Having to see before hand the awful bullshit they were going to try to force down your gullet each and every day. Today’s lunch must be pork chops and apple sauce.
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