INF-YAY

my sons!

i was stunned.  who put this masterpiece here?  how did they do it in a meager one-hour class time?  where was batman’s lower half?

and, most intensely, would they mind if i added to the drawing?

throwing caution (and attention to class) to the wind, i gave batman a lower half.

it may not have been the lower half they were expecting.  nevertheless, batmantaur was born.

i don’t remember what the artist’s response was, but the next class day he had written the beginnings of a chat on the desk.  i don’t even remember his name, but we had something special for the rest of that semester.  an understanding, an appreciation, a kinship perhaps.

so what became of batmantaur?  it remained in that room throughout most of the semester, though i think i remember the desk getting moved around a few times.  eventually, i came in one day to find the desk half-dismantled, as though someone had tried to remove the desktop.  about a week later, whoever it was actually did succeed in stealing it.  i never saw batmantaur again.

and thus, he became a legend.  if i didn’t have photos of him, i myself probably wouldn’t even believe that he had existed.

his spirit lived on in the future collaborative works of flashtaur and captain americataur.

ENFP: Are you okay?

I was like “Aye yo, ya’ll are fuckin’ adorable.” So I bought the lil’ guy and took him home to plug him in.