Batman: The Drunken Dark Knight-Part 1
Batman woke with an incredible hangover. "Wha-what the heck's goin' on?" he burped with confusion.
Robin, the kick-ass boy wonder, waltzed in with his monthly copy of Playboy. "Sup, bats? What's the word? I just got off the can. You feelin' better?"
"Robin, my loyal, kick-ass partner, what has scorned me so? I feel like throwing up, and my head is pounding." the dark knight spouted as he reached for his bottle of gin.
Robin gave him a playful shove. "Dude, you were so wasted last night! And everyone knew it, especially catwoman, if ya know what I mean!" he laughed.
The bat emergency-thingy rang. Batman jumped, or rather stumbled to his feet. "To the Batghh..." Batman dashed off.
"Batman, that's not the way to the Batmobile, that's the way to the can!"
"I know! *Barf*"
The Batmobile raced down the highway. Sliding onto the sidewalk, it smacked into an elderly woman and took out a city mailbox.
"Batman, I don't think we are supposed to use both lanes at once." pointed out the boy wonder nerviously.
"Sh-ut up, fobin! I can goat racecar pig house pumpkin cat!" yelled the dark knight as they took out a family of ducks.
Finally, the two reached the bank which wqs currently being robbed. A football and duck feathers stuck to the hood of the car.
"Holy holidays, Batman! This is a disabled parking space!" observed Robin.
"Candy outhouse nut, Robin." said the groggy Batman.
The two burst into the bank. "Lickem clean, Fobi!" said Batman.
A shadowed figure stepped from... the shadows. And it was none other then... stay tuned for part two: the last part but the best part too!
Batman woke with an incredible hangover. "Wha-what the heck's goin' on?" he burped with confusion.
Robin, the kick-ass boy wonder, waltzed in with his monthly copy of Playboy. "Sup, bats? What's the word? I just got off the can. You feelin' better?"
"Robin, my loyal, kick-ass partner, what has scorned me so? I feel like throwing up, and my head is pounding." the dark knight spouted as he reached for his bottle of gin.
Robin gave him a playful shove. "Dude, you were so wasted last night! And everyone knew it, especially catwoman, if ya know what I mean!" he laughed.
The bat emergency-thingy rang. Batman jumped, or rather stumbled to his feet. "To the Batghh..." Batman dashed off.
"Batman, that's not the way to the Batmobile, that's the way to the can!"
"I know! *Barf*"
The Batmobile raced down the highway. Sliding onto the sidewalk, it smacked into an elderly woman and took out a city mailbox.
"Batman, I don't think we are supposed to use both lanes at once." pointed out the boy wonder nerviously.
"Sh-ut up, fobin! I can goat racecar pig house pumpkin cat!" yelled the dark knight as they took out a family of ducks.
Finally, the two reached the bank which wqs currently being robbed. A football and duck feathers stuck to the hood of the car.
"Holy holidays, Batman! This is a disabled parking space!" observed Robin.
"Candy outhouse nut, Robin." said the groggy Batman.
The two burst into the bank. "Lickem clean, Fobi!" said Batman.
A shadowed figure stepped from... the shadows. And it was none other then... stay tuned for part two: the last part but the best part too!