So you want me to get in that church, dressed like this… Yes. Find Becky, who will be already inside. That’s right. Do whatever the priest tell us, kiss her and then go to this other location where a party will be waiting for us. You got it. All to get Batman’s attention. Of course! Then he will fall right into my trap! …Do you think I’m stupid, Nigma? I am so getting drunk tonight.
and at the reception everyone got LAID! WOO
also… who the hells going to mary them? Joker? BATMAN!
Well, there is always our standard wedding priest…
Dearly beloved! Some of you are gathered here against your own will to see these two ginger snaps this man and this woman be joined together in holy matrimony!
Well, seeing as I have worked with Mr. Tetch on numerous occasions I’d probably be more likely to work with him again. Research in neurology and psychology often overlap, so professionally speaking, I have more in common with Tetch than with Dr. Isley.
But she has no need to fret, we did send her a lovely Christmas card this year.
i know formaldehyde obviously, but i have no clue where someone buys that shit, rubbing alcohol maybe?
or maybe i should just bury the critter in the backyard and dig up its skull later when it’s finished decaying, but its just a baby so its skull might be soft or something and just rot along with everything else idk 0//x//0’