Batman named everything after himself. Even if he just hopped over a rock, he'd call it a "Bat-Hop." And when it was Robin's turn, the name didn't change. Batman didn't let him call it a "Robin-Hop" or even a "Robin-Fag-Hop." Robin didn't have any Robin-lasers or Hydraulic Robin-Presses, when he swung his cape around, he didn't call it the Fashion Robin-Twirl. Everything he did was a sad imitation of Batman, and Batman made sure of it. It got to the point where the Super Friends stopped talking to him. If some miracle happened and Robin got a chance to save someone, they'd look right past him and thank Batman. Probably because Robin looked like a circus clown halfway through getting dressed; I wouldn't talk to something like that either.
Look! It's Superman with his pants down!
Look! It's Superman with his pants down!
saramonster:
Damnit, I totally clicked that! 
beckyuill:
Hey you! whats going on? you didnt even give me a pat on the back for completing that loooong ass quiz-thing in your last journal! i thought for sure id get kudos. you suck. i shouldnt let you view my swimmy-photos in my journal now 
