So, yeah... a couple years ago, during the winter, of all times of the year to go, i decided that i was moving to my family's cottage in northern Wisconsin. To a little nowhere place called Fifield, in the middle of the woods. I didn't want to go alone, so i brought Jonny Jester Jesus (who had not, at that point, been my boyfriend) and he in turn brought his best friend and secret gay lover, Dan. Well, as you can imagine, there was nothing to do in Fifield, and the neighboring (heh... neigh-boring) town of Park Falls, so all the misled youth (yes, surprisingly enough, there were plenty of THOSE) smoked lots of pot. And so did we. Our evenings were spent in Jonny's room, getting stoned, playing GTA3, and Tony Hawk Pro Skater 3 [hand thrown up in the rock-fashion] arguing with eachother about how we were all more "batman" than the others. For example:
Dan: Dude... EYE am Batman.
Jonny: How can that be? How can that be so, when i am so obviously Batman?
Me: ...look at the cat be Batman.
So anyway, one day, Dan and i were visiting Jonny at work (MickyDeez) and telling him how we discovered the secret to Batman, when he gets a drive-thru order on his nifty, high-tech headset (it was so sexy). He pushes the talk button and cheerfully says "Hi! Welcome to Batman, May i take your order?" The most hilarious part about the stunt was that he didn't realize he'd said it until he'd completely finished his sentence and paused for an answer. Good times, good times.
Guess you had to be there.
I am Batman.