Batman all done up in latex. Lady Bane with the muzzle. I don’t know. This son of a bitch just seems to be a fetishist’s wonderful juicy dream.
I don’t usually dig on Harley Quinn. Sometimes she is annoyingly screechy, and in the Bat-Guy video games she is a Juggalo (Juggalette?) gone awry. This picture is fantastic though, making me double-think my abject dismissal of her character. And yes, the cosplayer is cute. Okay. You caught me.
My Dark Knight…is rising! I know, terrible pun. Whatever. Leave me alone. It’s God-Damn Bat-Man week, and I can barely hold it together as-is.
Yes, I may have just forged the phrase “anti-bro” to describe someone decidedly not your bro, but that is not what is important here. Check out Talon, the monster-child of Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo, haunting not just the pages of the relaunched Batman, but also comic conventions everywhere.
Hugo Strange turns away momentarily. I tickle Harley from behind hoping to get her attention. Startled, she whips to face me and buries a knife deep into my soul. As I bleed out, I manage a thumbs-up, complimenting her on her impressive array of breasts. So it goes. (What the fuck am I talking about.)
Some dude dressed as Batman skulked around Toronto busting out requisite Batman-isms like “Where are they?!” both amusing and scaring the shit out of passersby. It’s fucking awesome. Also worth noting: if this site ever becomes a viable life option (it won’t), expect me doing this all the fucking time.
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