Hi! Well, I had the ants go marching one by one stuck in my head, then this happened. So i guess boredom really does pay off..
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Gotham General was set to blow in fifteen minutes. Five for him to get in, five to talk to Dent, and five to get out. Of course, he held the button to make the building blow it's top in his hands, so he could take as long as he wanted, but he really doubted he'd need more time than that.
As he walked, he sang a little ditty. "The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah! The ants go marching one by one, hurrah! Hurrah! The ants go marching one by one, I stomp my foot and now their gone, and I watch their hill explode! He cackled to himself. Ants really reminded him of people,busy bodies, that really needed to have their lives ripped out from under them and their plains ruined. That was where he came in. His smile grew wider as he reached Dent's room. Time to prove to the world that even the best could fall.
His laugh would have chilled even the hardest of all men to the bone.
