Aside from the poor caption capitalization, this is the absolute truth. It is also what I answer every time someone asks me which superpower I’d wish for.
A neon poster for the 1989 Tim Burton Batman film.
I loved this film when it was first released but I remember lots of critics complaining that Jack Nicholson’s Joker stole the show and overshadowed the title character. They may have had a point!
I’ve tried to reflect that in this design with the Joker hi-jacking Batman’s symbol.
This guy is incredible. Check out the fy hunnit other badass neon sign homages he’s created.
“Damn it Robin, get over or we’re going to miss the exit! I swear, this is the LAST fucking time I let you drive the Batmobile.”
“Yeah, like you could drive in your condition, Bruce. Did you HAVE to get shitfaced at the costume party? At 2:00 in the afternoon? And what is it with you and costume parties anyway? This is the third one this week!”
“Robin, you know better than to use my real name! Who knows who could be listening in on this conversation? And you didn’t have to drive. I could have put it on Autopilot to get us home.”
“Ooh, yes, the famous Autopilot. Didn’t you end up in Tucson once because of it? Why not take some of your precious millions and install a damn GPS unit in this thing so I could figure out where the hell I’m going? I trust Garmin a lot more than your fantastic Autopilot.”
“Robin, this isn’t like you. Did I do something to upset you?”
“Come on, Robin. Something is bothering you. Out with it.”
“Robin, please. Open communication between us is vital. Please tell me what’s wrong.”
“FINE. YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT’S WRONG? Every night, we’re out fighting crime, and on our one chance to relax and be normal human beings, you saddle me back up in costume and force me to drive your drunk ass home from yet another boring ass costume party. And you don’t EVER let me dress up as Batman! Just once I’d like to wear the hood and cape instead of this stupid mask and tights. Why don’t we go to another one of your precious parties tomorrow night, and YOU see what it’s like to have these things ride up your crotch for once? God Bruce, you can be such an insensitive ass.”
“Robin….I…..I didn’t know…”
“You never asked. Now shut up and let me figure out how to get back home from here. I think if I take the next exit, I can cut across the river on the north side and come in the back way.”
“No, don’t take the North Side bridge - that’ll be backed up for miles at this time of day.”
“OH SHUT THE HELL UP BATMAN, OR GOD HELP ME I’LL USE THIS CANISTER OF KNOCKOUT GAS ON YOU AND LEAVE YOU ON THE SIDE OF THE HIGHWAY. DON’T TRY ME, I WILL DO IT.”
“Jeesh, Dick, don’t blow a gasket. I was just trying to be helpful. *yawn* Ok, ok. Wake me when we get there, I’m going to take a little Batnap. Haha, get it? Batnap?”
“…..Fuck You, Bruce.”
The Justice League, the Early Years.
(Of course, later revisionist efforts by DC Comics changed out Commander Cow for The Flash)
You know, I never really DID think about this, but why would people, in need of help from a superhero, be commenting on birds and planes in the midst of a disaster or attack from the villains?
This phrase must have originated during the same time period as Adam West’s Batman series. All those cheesy superhero shows of the ’50s and ’60s…