Batman: The Drunken Dark Knight Returns II
The Bat-mobile roared down the Bat-road and into the Bat-street. Batman popped the
cap off a beer and chugged it in one dose. He smiled. Good thing he was too strong a
man to be overtaken by the forces of alcohol. "Did I just hit a cow?" he swerved wildly
and came to a halt embedded in a riverbank.
"Well, looks like Batman'll be walking to the crime," thought the drunken dark knight to
himself as he stumbled down the road with a pack under each arm.
When he arrived at the crime, the scene was blistering with excitment. Locals were
pointing at the tower and talking about what might be going on in there. Policemen
swarmed the outer areas, keeping pedestrians away as a negociater tried to talk the
terrorists out of any violent actions.
Somehow, amazingly, Batman made it behind police lines and to Commishiner Gordon.
"Commishiner, what in the reffled feathed of conol Hampton's brue bread is gone on
here?" stuttered Batman to the Commishener.
"Assuming you asked me what the current situation is, the Joker, Poisen Ivy, and Harley
Quinn are holding eighteen employees hostage, not counting the famous Alex Trebek."
"What's he doing there?"
"Search me."
"Well, Commish, you juice leaf itta me. I'll handlem!"
"Okay Batman, you do th- wait! Is that beer?! Have you been drinking?!!"
"Uh, gotta go!"
"No, Batman! Come back!!"
The Bat-mobile roared down the Bat-road and into the Bat-street. Batman popped the
cap off a beer and chugged it in one dose. He smiled. Good thing he was too strong a
man to be overtaken by the forces of alcohol. "Did I just hit a cow?" he swerved wildly
and came to a halt embedded in a riverbank.
"Well, looks like Batman'll be walking to the crime," thought the drunken dark knight to
himself as he stumbled down the road with a pack under each arm.
When he arrived at the crime, the scene was blistering with excitment. Locals were
pointing at the tower and talking about what might be going on in there. Policemen
swarmed the outer areas, keeping pedestrians away as a negociater tried to talk the
terrorists out of any violent actions.
Somehow, amazingly, Batman made it behind police lines and to Commishiner Gordon.
"Commishiner, what in the reffled feathed of conol Hampton's brue bread is gone on
here?" stuttered Batman to the Commishener.
"Assuming you asked me what the current situation is, the Joker, Poisen Ivy, and Harley
Quinn are holding eighteen employees hostage, not counting the famous Alex Trebek."
"What's he doing there?"
"Search me."
"Well, Commish, you juice leaf itta me. I'll handlem!"
"Okay Batman, you do th- wait! Is that beer?! Have you been drinking?!!"
"Uh, gotta go!"
"No, Batman! Come back!!"