Years ago (many, many years ago) I was the only guy in British Columbia (it seemed) with one of those shirts. I can say, without a word of a lie or any reservations that it looked nowhere near as good on me as it does on her.
Nevertheless, I did get a lot of guys (no women, alas) stopping me, checking it out, giving me the thumbs up, etc. One guy even turned his camaro around in the middle of the street to give me the thumbs up about it. (I wish I was lying about this)
Obviously there is something about the bat signal that stops guys dead in their tracks.
Well you could NEVER find them before the Burton's Batman movie came out. They were the holy grail of t-shirts. I will totally embarrass myself by telling you I have two new ones in the drawer that don't fit me in case I ever meet any girl to give them too. I can use the excuse that they are too small for me. They are brand new never been worn and the most pathetic thing is that I got them with the expressed desire to use them to impress a girl, any girl.
I figurs she can pick out the knee high boots after we start dating and the batgirl costume when we marry.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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Years ago (many, many years ago) I was the only guy in British Columbia (it seemed) with one of those shirts. I can say, without a word of a lie or any reservations that it looked nowhere near as good on me as it does on her.
Nevertheless, I did get a lot of guys (no women, alas) stopping me, checking it out, giving me the thumbs up, etc. One guy even turned his camaro around in the middle of the street to give me the thumbs up about it. (I wish I was lying about this)
Obviously there is something about the bat signal that stops guys dead in their tracks.
Well you could NEVER find them before the Burton's Batman movie came out. They were the holy grail of t-shirts. I will totally embarrass myself by telling you I have two new ones in the drawer that don't fit me in case I ever meet any girl to give them too. I can use the excuse that they are too small for me. They are brand new never been worn and the most pathetic thing is that I got them with the expressed desire to use them to impress a girl, any girl.
I figurs she can pick out the knee high boots after we start dating and the batgirl costume when we marry.
Now that's planning!
Big Daddy is nothing if not thorough. Plans within plans my friend. Plans within plans.
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