The other day I was sitting in Arkham wondering why they decided to paint the walls that Charming shade of Piss Yellow when suddenly it Hit Me.
Unfortunately I didn't discover the Reason for the Hideous paint job.
No, no. No.
Though that Is something I am truly interested in knowing. I mean, they call me Crazy, but I would Never commit a Faux Pas of That magnitude.
You see, all this time I had been Waiting for Batman to come visit Me, and I never once even thought to contact Him!
How thoughtless. How Silly of Me.
He must think I don't Love him anymore. He's such a Delicate young Bat. His little friends don't appreciate his Sensitive nature like I do.
I drew him a card with a Smiling Little Clown on the front, and it said Thinking of You.
I left a Present inside.
Just a little Something I found lying Around.
A Trinket. To show my True affection.
So far he hasn't responded, but he Will. Probably right after his boring little DNA tests Fail to find a match to the Finger.
And when he comes, I'll be Waiting.