House Of Cards
Ace of Spades
Batsy, batsy, batsy. My favorite flying mammal. My darling chiropteran-obsessed nemesis. Speaking of tall, dark, and dim, he's been circling the building for about an hour. Looking for a way to get you all out. Too bad the whole shebang is bat-proof. Oh well… Now about batsy, we've known each other for some time now. Always with the hitting and the punching… But we love each other underneath it all I swear.