HI
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Ah well.
The Joker strolled into the bank. His boys had taken care of the guards, the police, etc.
He shot a passing secretary, before turning to a control pad on the wall. He typed in the correct code, licking his lips. Useful, these bank managers. Always told you with the least encouragement…
The door hissed open – inside, a guard straightened up. The Joker pressed his gun to the boy's head – knives were better, but needs must…
"Ri-ight, we're, uh, just relocating the money you're keeping in that safe…Most wouldn't think that a – ah – a guard would know how to open the safe, but I know different."
The guard nodded dumbly.
"Go-od boy. Do you want to know how I got these scars?"
As the guard began to open the safe, the Joker began to talk.
"Now, when I was at uni-versi-ty I got into a, uh, fight with one of the big boys. And I beat him. Now, he didn't like that, es-pe-ci-all-y when I laughed at him after.
So, that night, he comes to my room with a few of his friends.
"You always laugh." he says to me. He takes out a knife. "No-one's got a choice whether to be laughed at or not."
He gets his boys to hold me down.
"Now you're not gonna have a choice." he says. He puts the knife in my mouth, and…"
Shooting the guard in the head, the Joker walked into the safe.
Oh...And next time, we shall have Catwoman - she is a burglar, after all :)
Woot.