Date: Sat, 14 Dec 1996 23:36:39 -0600 From: Danny Lloyd Subject: Re: INT: Bat Time CatWoman wrote: ---snip---snip--- >Batman placed the fur into a small cartridge. Lights lit up on the >hand held device. He started pointing the device around him until >one of the lights turned green. > >"The werewolf is that way," Batman pointed to a dark alley. > >"Well what are we waiting for?" the Lady asked as they just stood >there staring at the place. > >"But, Batman, that's..." > >"I know, Robin, the Joker's hideout." > >.......to be continued....... Now Danny (the 'other' caped crusader) writes: "Holy freak time." Robin shook his head, "That weird, clown-makeup-wearing idiot, the Joker. And he's with those weird monster-types that we scared off. Holy freak time." "And I suppose you're a model for GQ magazine," Catwoman said, gazing with dusgust at Robin's tights. "And not much to show for yourself, either, I might add. I mean you're not a very well-endowed little super-hero, are you?" Catwoman grinned broadly. "Holy vulgar-mouthed-B. . ." "There, THERE, Robin, my boy," Bat Man interrupted. "We must stay calm in the face of vulgarity and filth. We must hold our capes high and set an example for the youth of America, indeed the youth of the world. And if there's life on other planets, then the youth of the universe. Indeed, we must. It is our duty. It is our way. It is . . ." "Would you shut up, you stupid excuse for a wall-climbing, flying-rodent moron," Catwoman said. "Geesh." "Ta ta," the Lady on the Unicorn said. "We must not fight amongst ourselves. Ta ta. Naughty, naughty. Now, we must formulate a plan to invade this 'Joker' person's hideout and interrogate the two imposters. They may leads us to those I seek. And BatMan, you and Robin surely want to be on hand for this. You can arrest the imposters and take them into custody and see that justice prevails. You don't want to leave now, and miss all that, do you?" She smiled, knowingly. "Quite right, dear lady," Bat Man said. "Justice will be served. Evil shall be vanquished. Good shall triumph. All will be well. The ways of the wicked shall not prevail. The. . ." "Ta ta," the Lady on the Unicorn said. "We get the point." "I have an idea, Bat Man," Robin said. "There's only one other entrance to the Joker's hideout. And that's the bathroom window. Now if Cat Woman, with her agile ways, climbs through there while the rest of use storm the front, we might catch them offguard, and from both sides at that." "Brilliant, Robin. Utterly, magnificently brilliant." Bat Man patted Robin's back. "Wait a gosh-darn minute," Cat Woman hissed. "I'm not going by myself while the rest of you take the easy way. That's not fair." "Hmmm, well, hmmm," Bat Man pondered. "She does have justification for concern. Yes, someone should accompany you, dear lady. Let's see. That bathroom window is pretty small, so even though the two of you don't get along very well, perhaps the one who goes along with you shuld be. . ." Bat Man looked at Robin. "Holy sh--." ---to be continued-- --------------------- Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary over many a quaint and curious volume of E-MAIL while I nodded nearly napping I realized sumpin was hap'nin My computer began tapping, sorta rapping, rapping like it never did before Tis some virus entreating entrance to my hard drive's store Some late-night virus entreating entrance to my hard drive's store Will I e-mail nevermore? Ah distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December and my dying 486 wrought its ghost upon the floor Eagerly I wished the morrow Plainly I will need to borrow from someone surcease of sorrow through the loaning of one more rare and radiant 'pooter' that the salesmen name a 'loaner' nameless here till I get to the store