Thursday, January 22, 2009

Diabolos likes Sand. And long, straight pavement.


After a couple of weeks of pure evil and intimidation, dark whispers and booming deep voices, I decided to take the BatMobile to the desert.

It is there that the BatMobile and I have come to a new understanding and level of mutual tolerance.

7 comments:

Doc Bok said...

What do I mean "mutual understanding"?

Thanks for asking; that's a really good question to lead off with.

We have mutually agreed that the BatMobile will not use words like "pussy" "gay-boy" "queer-bait" and "cupcake" when referring to me and my style of driving. We are still working on some of the other, more subtle, techniques of emasculation the BatMobile has been employing with me.

We have also made great strides with the whole physical intimidation part, too, now that you mention it.

Anonymous said...

It's nice of your BatMobile to be tolerant of your gayness. Now only if it can stop those booming voices from speaking!

Anonymous said...

Where is your Zima picture?

OneEar said...

I'm glad you're finally making some friends.

Doc Bok said...

who says money can't buy you love? The Beatles? Pff. I've got a new outlook on life. Thank you, Los Angeles, thank you.

Doc Bok said...

Anonymous, you're such a chicken. A kimchi-eating chicken, if I'm not mistaken.

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