The Crowbar Chronicles
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Last published Tue, Sep 16, 2014
The strong infatuation started when I beat the Boy Wonder, Robin, with a crowbar....I have gained a vast fascination since. It is the most prized weapon in my precious arsenal, and it's perfect for about any occassion!...Wait....Scratch that! It IS perfect for ANY occassion!
Of course, like the sane say, karma is one heck of an evil bitch! Ha! The little bird, became Red Hood...Hey! Copyrighting is such a *beep* lame tactic! Oh, right! Back on track, gotcha Harles!
Anywhoo, the Red Brat ended up beating me with a crowbar..it was fantastic! So after the batboob- (BOO)-saved me...he really isn't any fun....OW! OWOW! OKAY HARLEY! SHEESH! NO NEED TO GET VIOLENT!
As I was saying (clears throat) I had a little fun after that exciting vendetta, so here is what happened! Enjoy all of my glorious chaos! ......FINE! YOU RUIN ALL MY FUN HARLEY! (puts away a hungry Mr. Smiles)
Welllll.....LETS GET THIS CHAOS STARTED!
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