Eine unwiderstehliche Kraft zwang sie, ihre Augen erneut zu öffnen, nur um den unbekannten Passagier in der gleichen Haltung zu entdecken, in der sie...ihn vor ihrem inneren Auge begutachtet hatte. Im Bruchteil einer Sekunde nahm sie weitere Einzelheiten der äusserlichen Erscheinung des Fremden in sich auf, um ein Gesamtbild zu erhalten.Ein grauer Rollkragenpullover über ausgewaschenen Jeans.Eine schwarze, verblichene Lederjacke. Ein silbrig glänzender Siegelring mit einem unbekannten Symbol. If the power plant blew up, it would take out half of Gotham, and contaminate the rest."I have an idea" he thought to himself. He pulled down The Joker’s pants and took out his trusty bat-lube. He spread it on his gloves and proceeded to show his fingers in The Joker’s ass."What the fuck?!" The Joker yelled."You left my no choice." Batman said as his shoved his entire fist into his ass. "I need to get that detonator." He pushed even further. Wrist deep. The Joker was screaming at first, but. It had been a long time since I had been to church, but I found myself inside the church one early Saturday morning talking to the old priest that seemed disbelieving of my long involved story about the sex addicted Imp out on the Rural Free Delivery route and he was obviously uncomfortable about my suggesting the thing came straight from Hell.He brought me back to the locked area in the basement of the church and showed me the manuals that he used in exorcising demons and the like from our. “Uh, yeah...” she allowed sheepishly, “I guess that's right...” Ashley had a strained look about her. “But I was also scared,” she added quickly. “It was all like way too much, and I don't think I want to talk about it anymore.” “Sorry,” Brad said, returning his glass to the table, “but let me at least say, that whatever, I am still your stepbrother and I uh... well, I do love you.” Ashley had finished her lunch and was looking at Brad as he spoke. She was genuinely relieved by his apparent.