#fuck off dick you are so unhelpful oh my god use the batarang to get this fucking shark off my LEG or something or i swear to god i will leave you at home next time you think i’m joking but i’m not. my parents are DEAD dick they’re DEAD my parents didn’t die just so that i could have my fucking leg eaten by a fucking shark while some asshat fanboy hilariously misnames sea creatures fuck you
#fuck you batman I’m looking for the damn shark repellent okay you will have it in literally three seconds for fucks sake stop being an asshole for one second and remember MY PARENTS ARE DEAD TOO, YOU’RE NOT SPECIAL, BRUCE and my parents didn’t pass on their amazingly badass acrobat skills just so some spoilt crazy billionaire could be a dillhole obviously it was a shark it’s called artistic license, so shut the fuck up, Bruce, AT LEAST I TRY TO FIND SOMETHING TO SMILE ABOUT, mister still-cries-himself-to-sleep, okay? AT LEAST I FUCKING TRY
And with that, I am dead
Batman and Robin’s relationship cannot be encapsulated with finer accuracy than what you’ve read above
Blog over, everyone go home
((This is beautiful.
End of story.))