If there was one thing that the Joker hated, it was weathermen – they were never right and they were always telling him to wear shorts when it was clearly hailing. Or perhaps that was just the voice in his head. He could never tell, they all sounded so alike. However, if there were two things that he hated it was people who simply didn't have a sense of humour. And this new doctor they had gotten for him didn't have a sense of humor. It was sickening, he absolutely refused to see the hilarity in hanging by his feet from the ceiling, tied by a makeshift rope created from the Joker's straight jacket. All he could do was scream and scream; by the time the joker had shoved a gag into his mouth, he could already hear the footsteps of a security guard running to his cell. The Joker hid behind his open door, and when the man came through the Joker slammed the door on him, knocking the guard unconscious. "Sleeping on the job?" the Joker asked, standing over the man. "You're fired! Get out of that uniform!" The Joker then stripped the man and donned his clothes, which were about three sizes to big. "Ugh. Haven't you heard of the Atkins diet, fatty?" asked the Joker as he pocketed the guard's gun. He then went over to the doctor who was now whimpering and in his best German psychologist accent said, "Zey tall me you see zee vorld upside down. Evryseeng is tohpsee-tuhrvee?" The man had turned quite red and was now trying very hard to get free of the ropes. "Ah. Zee problem ees zeez ropes, no?" The doctor was jerking his head around. The Joker took this as a no. "Hmm. Zen I shall haf to exameen your eyes." The Joker took out the small razor that Harley had slipped him, allowing him to cut himself free. However, just as he was about to remove the doctor's eyes, two more security guards burst into the room, guns drawn. "What do you think you're doing?!" he screamed, his surprise and anger causing him to accidentally revert back to his regular voice. "I'm in the middle of an examination, here!" He looked back at the doctorwho had ceased movement of any sort. "This man needed help, and you've stopped me from operating! Now he's dead!" The guards were momentarily taken aback by this, which is all the Joker needed. He whipped out