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Post by §ilvercell on Aug 2, 2005 15:34:45 GMT -5
traped in a closet.lol! ;D
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Post by Dayna on Aug 2, 2005 15:55:10 GMT -5
lmoa! I don't want Jon to cry over his lost pet and ducky, i guess I'll beat your persuiter with a baseball bat that Jim used. ;D and give the rubber ducky back.
Lets just hope he doesn't come out of the closet soon. lol
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Post by azina on Aug 2, 2005 16:29:43 GMT -5
No sad Jonathan. Must return his Chihuahua to him. That would be muy bien.
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Post by Death The Kid on Aug 2, 2005 21:15:51 GMT -5
Si. His Chihuahua should be reunited with him. Hmm..I think I got an idea for chapter three...
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Post by nublet on Aug 2, 2005 21:19:08 GMT -5
I started writing something like this cuz I was inspired, but it turned out really bad and tasteless and not PG-13. Heh.
New chapter soon please!!!!!!
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Post by azina on Aug 2, 2005 23:18:48 GMT -5
Oh dear ... bad and tasteless and not PG-13? Sounds like something up my alley. Ack.
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Post by §ilvercell on Aug 4, 2005 19:05:34 GMT -5
*Smirks*
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Post by raine on Aug 4, 2005 22:29:25 GMT -5
awesome lol keep it up/love the thong :-P
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Post by seonedevinian on Aug 6, 2005 2:51:42 GMT -5
wow, i can't believe i waited so long to check this one out. it's hilarious, totally takes the edge of that guy who went crazy at work today....anyway, keep it up! yo qiuero Jonathan Crane
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Post by §ilvercell on Aug 7, 2005 21:33:11 GMT -5
come on,next chapter!
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Post by Niquinga on Aug 8, 2005 1:45:20 GMT -5
This is so hilarious. I can't wait to read the rest of it. Please post another chapter I want to see if Jonathan gets his Chihuahua back.
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Post by Death The Kid on Aug 9, 2005 10:36:00 GMT -5
Finally updating!! Sorry for the long wait ^_^;
Author’s note: I apologize for taking so long to update. I actually had company over at my house so it was really difficult to update the story with a lot of people around. And also I say sorry for being disappointing as well (if it is) -_-; Also Batman and characters that belong to the series belong to DC Comics (they’re like the pimp and Batman is the ho.)So Batman doesn’t belong to me. The end. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Three: ((Insert witty title here))
While Alfred drove Bruce to work, he requested to play his brand new Gwen Stefani CD. They came to a halt at a red light, and then Bruce made the stereo louder.
"If I was a rich girl, nananananananannnanananannannaaaaa...See I'd love all the money in the world if I was a wealthy girl!!!" Bruce sung even though he was clearly a guy. The people in the car next to him stared at him in horror and drove quickly away.
Meanwhile:
Our little Jonathan was already at work in Arkham Asylum. He prowled throughout the unsanitary halls checking on his patients, files, and what else not there was for him to do. But then his lips began to hurt really badly. So, he went back to his extraordinarily clean office and dialed Bruce’s cell on his office phone. After a very long wait Bruce picked up.
“Hello, who is this?” Bruce said in a not so very interested voice.
“It’s Jonathan. Bruce, is Alfred there?” Jonathan asked impatiently.
“No. He’s at home. Why?” Bruce replied quite rudely.
“Well, can you call him and tell him to bring me my chap stick, please?” Jonathan asked politely.
“No,” Bruce replied.
“But my lips hurt real bad! Gosh!”
I apologize for that unnecessary and not to mention horrible parody of Napoleon Dynamite. You will be direct to the actual story in:
Three…
Two….
One….
Five Days Later….
“To the Bat Cave, Robin!!” Batman said as he scratched his butt. Jonathan looked at him with a dull, blank expression.
“You said that forty-five minutes ago… and it was just your pop corn got burnt. Then you started to cry about it,” Jonathan said as turned on the TV. “Besides the Bat Signal or whatever it’s called hasn’t been turned on all day.”
“Pshaw…How do you know? You never saw the signal before!”
“Because I am Scare—err—never mind. I saw it once, okay?” Jonathan said as he flipped through the channels.
“Do yous wantin’ me to be getting’ all gangsta all up in hurr?” Batman said intimidating Jonathan.
Jonathan sighed just like the many numerous times he did and suited up. He cringed at the moldy stench of the burritos.
“Is there any way you can clean this?” Robin said since he is now Robin cause he is all, like, in the suit and stuff.
“Umm…nope.” Batman said. “Alfred is the Bat mobile fixed yet?”
“Sorry Master Bruce,” Alfred said. “ The Bat mobile still hasn’t recovered from you using slurpies from 7-11 as coolant.”
“Screw this, I need to get my Chihuahua!” Robin dashed out and changed to a yellow track suit then ran to the garage, but ran back inside to use the bathroom, then ran back to the garage and got on a motorcycle to go find his Chihuahua.
“Where’s Bill?!” Jonathan yelled at the clerk behind the counter at Blockbuster.
“It’s in the action isle,” the clerk said.
“Thanks,” Jonathan said. “Umm have you seen a brown Chihuahua?”
“No, sorry.” The clerk said as he went back to work.
“I know where that dog of your is…” the Joker said.
“WTF?!” Said Jonathan. “Where’d you come from?”
“I don’t know but that doesn’t really matter. I am your fairy God Father and if you want your little dog back I suggest you do what I ask you to do.”
“Uh, can I pay for my movies now cause I waited for a helluva long time waiting for someone to return them.” Jonathan said as he pointed to the DVDs.
“The crime council has grown impatient with your plans…. Scarecrow.” Joker hissed.
“It’s not my fault Batman is holding me like a hostage.” Jonathan whispered as he took his change from the clerk.
“I suggest you get ass back to work or else the dog will get it…” Joker said coldly.
“Not Senor Bellini!” Jonathan shrieked. “Please don’t harm him!”
“Yes…Senor Bellini is going to suffer quite a bit if you don’t finish the job,” he said in a cruel tone.
“I’ll do my best,” Jonathan said. “To put Gotham back into it’s misery…. Damn, who the hell writes this stuff?”
“I do,” said the author.
“Ah… so that explains the thong.”
TO BE CONTINUED
(Whoo boy I’m gonna get my butt kicked now!!)
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Post by §ilvercell on Aug 9, 2005 10:54:20 GMT -5
poor Jon,i'll help his lips stop hurting...... ;D
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Post by Death The Kid on Aug 9, 2005 14:39:03 GMT -5
Hee hee..I bet everyone wants to help too. XP
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Post by Gobby on Aug 9, 2005 15:33:21 GMT -5
owiieee...my lips hurt bad!
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