Sorry for the delay on this comic, for some reason it took me way longer, I mean, yeah it's shaded but I used
to do that anyway.
So I've kinda been on this Batman craze since Arkham came out. I think it helped me realise more what the character
is about. Unfortunately Batman in the comics is no longer Bruce Wayne...even before that though he'd just hang out with
Superman, just seems a bit wierd a more grounded hero chilling with a super powered alien...
And now here is:
Frank the Dragon Slaying Banker
Part 2: How many different ways can I say schlong.
Needless to say Frank got the hell out of dodge, dodge in the case being the bathroom, He wasn’t in the urinating mood anymore, he was more worried that he was losing his mind. He grabbed his satchel and made his way for the front door. John was manning the door waiting to let everyone out. John was in every possible way, a cock. Even his hair looked to be in the shape for bulbous helmet.
“Why the rush Frankie Boy?” John asked through a shit-faced grin. Frank tried to ignore the human phallus but to no avail, John was not opening that door until he got an response.
“Gosh Frank you look like you just saw your mom’s ghost fucking a unicorn.” That didn’t even make sense, seriously, he’s just taking the piss now. Frank felt strange, like something had burst open inside him, like a condom full of coke in a drug mule only with rage instead of coke, probably wouldn’t need a condom to store rage though, I don’t know I’ve never had to smuggle rage over the boarder. ANYWAY. Frank locked eyes with his nemesis. “Move” he growled and shoved the wang faced dick fuck out of the way. Frank unlocked the door and started to push it open. He turned to John “My mom isn’t even dead, ass.”
-Sock
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