Club
Jake had a lot of friends, but he also had a lot of enemies.
" Forget Batman kid, you have the coolest rogues gallery ever: Dirty Baker's Dozen and then some, " Fu superfluously reminded him.
"Yeah, and it's like they all banded together to form an unholy alliance against me," Jake sighed. Things were turning from bad to worse. Not to mention his abundance of friends was starting to dwindle.
"Legion of Doom," the canine joked. At least someone found humor in the situation.
Worse to grim. Grim to unbearable. Jake wondered how long until the world would end.
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Whoops! This was supposed to go up last night but . . . yeah. Got distracted. XD