My first thought was, "ah, typical weekend at Auckland."
I think the pearl necklace really tops it all off quite nicely.
That and the Big Gulp, yeah.
Mardi Gras became herder to dodge every year, until the holiday dedicated to EVERYONE taking on a caricatured persona of transgressive indulgence and its thousands of costumed and dmented lunatics drove Bats into a (worse) psychotic break, leaving a confused and naked little boy clinging to the cheap Krewe throws that reminded him of the last happy moments of his life: his mother's necklace and the first cup of popcorn his father let him buy by himself.
Need paintball gun, STATTE!
That facial expression is priceless.
That is a whole lotta WIN, right there.
If you're going to be pitching "Batman On Ice" to Disney, please ensure that all participants are wearing pants. They're real sticklers for that sort of thing.
"When did Batman make a flesh-colored armor variant?""...""OH."
Thank goodness his secret identity is intact.
This might be the best thing ever.
Fremont Solstice Parade, Seattle. He's been there every year that I have.Jesus, those are some toned legs.
Finally, somebody mentioned those legs! Geez, they're great!
"I'm the goddamned Batman!!"