Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2013 1:18:11 GMT -5
Location: Gotham City Orphanage
The huge cake stack with layers and layers of different flavors and colorful icing swayed back and forth in his gloved hands as he took the large steps up the stoop to the doorway. A clown face drooped on the icing like it was melting off the cake. He kicked the door with his foot of the large decaying building that held Oliver Twist and Aladdin, or did they call these things an orphanage? hahaHAha Leave it to the Einstein’s to ruin good classics stories with definitive terms.
Three men in clown mask followed him, one carrying presents, another carrying decorations, and the last carrying a camera. Joker crock his head back with a grin, looking at the camera. “Turn that sucker on, Bimbo, Buzo, Bucko, got start takin’ those family videos when their young!” he laughed and the man clicked the camera, the weird flower like device stuck on the side of the video camera started to blink, and his beautiful grinned turned on in every household television that wasn’t being dampened by horrible creations like apple tv and Netflix. Good ol’ cable bring those little sweet hearts Mary Kate & Ashley to the world for some old fashion family bonding time. (Well before they both shoved tubes of coke down their noses.) Since the Joker was about to become a family man, he had to think about this things.
Like obviously the Phillies would be placed on parental lock. Can’t raise THOSE types of crazy in his home!
“I do love birthdays! Clowns, sweets, and LAUGHTER...wait, Zoonie, did we ever throw one for me?,” he gave the camera a confuse look as if he just realized he had no idea what his birthday was before bursting into laughter and kicking the door again with his foot.
FINALLY, the door open and he heard some muttering and question that seemed completely irrelevant to the big cake in his hand. He just pushed on in, the person jumping to the side. “Comin’ through! Got to celebrate my future kid’s birthday! That’s how this works right? It’s a birthday when they get a family? Like a dog? Come here kiddies, Kiddies! Daddy Joker got presents!” he shouted loud in the house, “You can have some more soup!! HAHAHA”
He dropped the cake on the nearest table, as the children who had been getting ready for bed, started to appear at the noise.
He dug his finger into the frosting of the cake, taking a long stream of icing and bringing it to his mouth. He walked up to the camera, POPing his finger out as his face became the full screen of it. “Who wants to sing happy birthday?” he said in a shrill before his voice deepened and a menacing tone escaped, “I brought candles…..”
The huge cake stack with layers and layers of different flavors and colorful icing swayed back and forth in his gloved hands as he took the large steps up the stoop to the doorway. A clown face drooped on the icing like it was melting off the cake. He kicked the door with his foot of the large decaying building that held Oliver Twist and Aladdin, or did they call these things an orphanage? hahaHAha Leave it to the Einstein’s to ruin good classics stories with definitive terms.
Three men in clown mask followed him, one carrying presents, another carrying decorations, and the last carrying a camera. Joker crock his head back with a grin, looking at the camera. “Turn that sucker on, Bimbo, Buzo, Bucko, got start takin’ those family videos when their young!” he laughed and the man clicked the camera, the weird flower like device stuck on the side of the video camera started to blink, and his beautiful grinned turned on in every household television that wasn’t being dampened by horrible creations like apple tv and Netflix. Good ol’ cable bring those little sweet hearts Mary Kate & Ashley to the world for some old fashion family bonding time. (Well before they both shoved tubes of coke down their noses.) Since the Joker was about to become a family man, he had to think about this things.
Like obviously the Phillies would be placed on parental lock. Can’t raise THOSE types of crazy in his home!
“I do love birthdays! Clowns, sweets, and LAUGHTER...wait, Zoonie, did we ever throw one for me?,” he gave the camera a confuse look as if he just realized he had no idea what his birthday was before bursting into laughter and kicking the door again with his foot.
FINALLY, the door open and he heard some muttering and question that seemed completely irrelevant to the big cake in his hand. He just pushed on in, the person jumping to the side. “Comin’ through! Got to celebrate my future kid’s birthday! That’s how this works right? It’s a birthday when they get a family? Like a dog? Come here kiddies, Kiddies! Daddy Joker got presents!” he shouted loud in the house, “You can have some more soup!! HAHAHA”
He dropped the cake on the nearest table, as the children who had been getting ready for bed, started to appear at the noise.
He dug his finger into the frosting of the cake, taking a long stream of icing and bringing it to his mouth. He walked up to the camera, POPing his finger out as his face became the full screen of it. “Who wants to sing happy birthday?” he said in a shrill before his voice deepened and a menacing tone escaped, “I brought candles…..”
