#batjokes.txt

i fucking love the intricate rituals.

the way i feel about batjokes is so funny. it is contradiction after contradiction. like every day i hate them more and more. like i am a batjokes truther till the day i die. those weirdass men ARE in love with each other. SHOULD THEY BE??? DO I WANT THEM TO BE???? ABSOLUTELY NOT!!!! do i still read every comic with batjokes shit in it??? YES. THEY ARE A HOUSE ON FIRE. THEY ARE A CAR WRECK. THEY ARE A SPEEDING TRAIN WITH JASON ON THE TRACKS. they make me sooooooo mad. will i pull up a 50 slide powerpoint presentation if you try to tell me they aren’t in love? yeah. that sounds like something i’d do (actually maybe i should get on that). i want one of them to file a restraining order. i want them both dead in a ditch. i want bruce to let the joker die. i want bruce to choose his family over the asshole clown (actively one of my favs) who ruined half their lives. i want joker to get better. i want them to see other people. i want them to be obsessed with each other forever. i want their relationship to ruin every other aspect of their lives. i want them to burn to the ground. i want them to face the consequences of their actions. i want them to dance forever. i wish they never met. i want to put them in cages on opposite ends of the earth. i want bruce to hold jokers still beating heart in his fist. i want one of them to die in a freak accident so the other one realizes they are just men. i want to put them in a time loop. i want them to save each others lives.