canon is the arkham games | counting down the days, kiddies.

[prettyfunny]

Ladies and gentleman, boils and germs, look who's finally decided to grace us with her presence!

Oh, don't go feeling sorry for yourself, kiddo. Nobody's missed you like your dear Uncle Joker! Remember all the fun we used to have together? Blowing up hospitals, kidnapping baby birdies, and really stickin' it to our dear old Batbrain. Ah. Memories.

So, how's about it, huh? Let's get the band back together!

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not at all!

[prettyfunny]

What can I say? Hard to tell, I know! Lost a few pounds, not to mention a few kids — had a bit of work done. I'm living the dream here, man! [ He holds his arms out wide. If anyone knows how to play this game, it's our Joker.

After a moment, or perhaps even two, his hands fall and he looks, dare we say, suspicious. ] Now, hold it there, chum: Anyone who's anyone knows that I, myself, am deathly allergic to dogs.

Who do you think you're fooling? Heh. You some kinda wise guy?

[freakame]

Wise guy? Wise guy? [He scratches his head, pulls a marker out of nowhere cartoon logic, what can you do and draws a pair of eyeballs on his hand. Handman, Joker. Joker, Handman.] Sorry, one second, I gotta confer with my sidekick--

[Stage whispering.] Handman, am I a wise guy? [His voice raises in pitch.] Sure are, Freakazee. Wisest guy I know! [Annnnd back to normal--] It's Freakazoid.

Freakabee!

Freakazoid.

Freeballoo?

[Somebody stop him, this can go on for days.]