Friday, September 24, 2021

FLASHBACK FRIDAY: BATMAN GOES TO A RESTAURANT!

 Today'S FLASHBACK FRIDAY takes us back to Wednesday, April 3, 2013 as we take a look at what happens when the Caped Crusader of Gotham City takes to get a bite to eat in a little ditty I called...

BATMAN GOES TO A RESTAURANT!

This...is the Batman. A grim avenger of the night, he dwells in the shadows of Gotham City to strike at the vicious and cowardly criminals who threaten the safety and well-being of Gotham's law abiding citizens.

Sometimes, the Batman has allies in his war against crime. But more often than not...

Batman watches over Gotham...alone.

Batman stands alone.

Batman fights alone.

And sometimes...

...sometimes....

Batman must dine...alone.

And now, I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You presents the tale of what happens when the Caped Crusader decides he wants a pork chop from Gotham City's finest dining establishment.



"I am VENGEANCE! I am the NIGHT! I...could use a quick bite to eat."

 

Hostess: Hello! Welcome to the Gotham Club.
 
Batman: Good evening! I'm Batman.
 
Hostess: How may I help you?
 
Batman: Yes, I have a reservation.
 
Hostess: A reservation for...how many?
 
Batman: One.
 
Hostess: (looks around Batman) One?
 
Batman: Yes, one.
 
Hostess: Just one.
 
Batman: Yep. Just...one. Me.
 
Hostess: Right. And the reservation is under....?
 
Batman: Batman.
 
Hostess: Batman?
 
Batman: Batman
 
Hostess: Batman, Batman, Bat- Hmmmm! BARTman?
 
Batman: Batman!
 
Hostess: Batman, right. Hmmmm! Buttman?
 
Batman: Batman!

Penguin: Wauk! Miss, I'm (heh! heh!) "Mr. Buttman!" (snort!) That's my reservation!
 
Batman: Penguin?! You fiendish fowl!

Penguin: Don't ruffle your feathers, Caped Crusader. Just here for some fresh halibut. Wauk!

Hostess: Your table is this way, Mr. Buttman.

Penguin: Wauk! Wauk!

Batman: (muttering) Buttman.

Hostess: Buttman, let me see...

Batman: No, no, no! Not Buttman. Batman!

Hostess: Batman, Batman, Batman...

Batman: Is there a problem?

Hostess: I don't see a reservation for Batman.
Batman: (sigh) Look under "The".
 
Hostess: The.
 
Batman: Yes.
 
Hostess: The what?
 
Batman: Batman.
 
Hostess: Batman, Batman, hmmmm....
 
Batman: No,The...Batman. The BatmanTheBatman.
 
Hostess: The Batman.
 
Batman: Yes!
 
Hostess: Hmmmm..a-ha! Here it is. The Batman.
 
Batman: Good!
 
Hostess: Good. This way, I'll take you to your table, The Batman.
 
Batman: No, just "Batman."
 
Hostess: What?
 
Batman: (sigh) No, just....never mind.

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Thank you! This has been a special presentation of......

BATMAN GOES TO A RESTAURANT!
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Next time, BATMAN GOES TO A DRY CLEANER!
Batman: What do you mean you gave my cape to someone else? Really?

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