Y'know, ever since I became his number one girl, people always were wonderin' why the hell I put up with some bad apple like Mr. J. I always said that they were jealous of what me and my puddin' have.
But there are days when I think that Mr. J isn't the right guy for me. It's pretty dangerous thinkin' in my eyes, but I listen to Red and Cat bring that up to me almost all the time. Again, I say that they're jealous, forgetting that Red is Gotham's biggest flirt and that Cat is crushing hard on the B-Man, the one who ruins the fun my puddin' and I have.
Back when I was sane, I was used to listenin' to other people's problems, but for once, Mr. J listened to my problems. He made my pretty borin' life fun…and the B-Man always has to bust in and ruin it.
Even though my best friends try to convince me that my puddin' has been born evil and the B-Man constantly says that he's just usin' me for his schemes and buyin' me with lies on his past like he's done with everyone else, I always wanna stay by him 'till the end. If he goes down, I go down with 'im.
I take his punishments, but also beat him when pushed too far. It's all just part of the game we play every day, just like tryin' to take down the B-Man with laughin' gas or explodin' gags made by my puddin'.
Sometimes, I think about leavin' him and goin' solo as my own person, maybe even quit this criminal thing all together, but at the end of the day, no matter how many times he tries to shoot me, run me over, or blow me up, I always stand by my puddin'.
