It happened as I was listening to the song "I'd Lie" by Taylor Swift. First it was just an innocent little daydreaming, when all of the sudden, my phone rang. THE phone rang. I answered it, "Hello?"
"Hello Batman, there's trouble, big trouble..." the dark and mysterious voice said on the other end.
"What kind of trouble?" I asked, quite curious.
"The kind that is right behind you."
I knew it, I knew something was wrong the minute I heard this person's voice. But before I could find out what it was, everything went dark, real dark....as in, I was knocked out.
I woke up in a strange place. The kind of place that you only see in the movies, except now it was the real deal.
I hadn't even seen a grammy award in my life, but this looked like one. A lime green one. All was black except for this glowing, lime green, grammy award. I walked up to it slowly and cautiously. After a few more seconds of observation, it turned and looked at me...and started to speak....
Well, since i don't know when i'll be on this blog again, i can't say when i will post the second half of this oh so intense story, so, i'll just say:
TO BE CONTINUED...

My Lucky Escape

I was doing some work at my work where I work when I am not doing my usual work, which is being Batman. When I was called, and it just wasn't any old call. No, it was a matter of life and death call. It was, the Batphone call. Yes, someone was in trouble. I immediately called my assistant Robin to the Batcave informing him that someone was in danger, grave danger. When we met at the cave, we got in the Batmobile and drove of to the White House which was where we were called. There, we met the ECOSOC (U.S. of course) and they told me that they had a whole bunch problems with microfinance. It was after hearing that horrible sentence that Robin fainted, leaving me all by myself for a little bit. I took a miniature batpillow from my utility belt and placed it under his head. After which, I turned around and looked straight into the eyes of the ECOSOC, and said this, "You as a people must know what lies ahead of you. You will be tormented, made fun of, humiliated, and much more. But the question is, are you willing to pay that price for microfinance?!"
Robin then made a start at the word, screamed, and fainted again.
"Yes!" they all replied, some people even had some tears starting to form.
I then straightened up, took a big, deep breath, cleared my throat, and said, "I DO NOT LIKE ECOSOC, YOU GUYS ARE NOW DEFINED AS CRAZY" I finished my sentence, got a quick glass of water, picked up Robin, and went home.

I am Batman

my assistant Robin and I, were just walking through town the other day. Of course, not in our disguises, but as our normal selves. Of course, I will not give you our real identities, cause that could be disastrous to both of myselves...if you see what I mean. Anyway, we were walking through town and Robin all of the sudden wanted to go eat some Danish Pastries. We then went to Costco to buy some, but when we took a bite into them, they tasted nothing like REAL Danish pastries, so we went up to the cashier and told him, threw them in his face, and walked away. So you see, the real meaning of this story is that if people really knew our real identities, they wouldn't like us that much. They'd think us very mean indeed.