Did you know that most 8 year olds are in grades 2-3? They’re, on average, 3 ¾-4 feet tall. They weigh 50-60 pounds, about the same as a bulldog.
This is just a random set of facts, and is in no way connected to the fact that a lot of people think Dick started fighting crime at 8.
Okay, but now I’m picturing Bruce dealing with a very tiny child who insists on accompanying him in this bright costume and Bruce is like, okay. You can “fight crime” with me.
Cue Bruce running along rooftops, with lil’ Dickie on his heals keeping carefully curated coms with Alfred.
The streets are clear. Because Bruce made sure of it like, two hours ago. But Bruce has this “patrol” parkour route all figured out to give him a workout and Dick an outlet for all that energy.
Agent A occasionally spices things up by identifying cats “stuck” in trees (Thank you, Selina). And letting them know when there’s someone very elderly or otherwise vulnerable who could use a late-night escort from Leslie’s clinic.
Dick doesn’t catch on for years, because Bruce isn’t really lying. It is genuinely important to him that Dick learn that walking a lone drunk girl home or helping that old homeless guy stand and giving him a Wayne Enterprises reference card so he can apply for a job is every bit an act of fighting crime as punching a thug in the face.
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Seven very majestic seconds.
鹿児島市平川動物公園さんのツイート: “よく冷え込んだ朝、獣舎の池の前で丸くて黒い物体を発見しました。よ~く見るとそれはヒーターの入った石の上で丸くなったクロヒョウのスーの姿でした★… ”
Hirakawa Zoo, Kagoshima : “One chilly morning, we found a black, rounded object in front of the pond in one of the animal cages. Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be our panther, Sue, curled up on top of the rock covering the heater.
★… ”
All cats is the same
this was supposedly intended to be the most irritating unlistenable song of all time but honestly they failed, the rapping opera part is great, the discordant bagpipes are beautiful and I lost it at the hideous child choir of “CHRISTMASTIME! IT’S CHRISTMASTIME! AT WAL MART!”
Okay, I officially fell apart at “Yom Kippur! Yom Kippur! Do all your shopping at Wal Mart!”
Y’all, fools: Oh No Lots of Crayfish!!!!
Me, a Cajun, and the rest of Louisiana: Yum Yum Bitch.
Me, a Texan: why are they calling that crawdad a fish













