A look into the private journal of the Batman:
Long f*cking day. I spent the entire afternoon trying to fix the Batcomputer, and that is no small task considering I can’t just call up f*cking Best Buy and say “Yo, this computer you sold me is busted.” Oh no, not here. It was Alfred’s brilliant idea [...]

A look into the private journal of the Batman:
So get this, f*cking Green Arrow comes stumbling into the Batcave last night, drunk as hell, puke all over his green tights or whatever the hell he calls them, and mumbling about how Hawkgirl is cheating on him with Captain Death or something. I’m elbow deep into [...]

A look into the private journal of the Batman:
F*ck, I am tired. AGAIN. I seem to always be writing that here in my journal. F*ckin’ tired. They’re going to put that on my gravestone - “He was f*ckin’ tired!”. I had another all-nighter last night. My fifth one this week. I canNOT keep doing this. [...]

A look into the private journal of the Batman:
Man, I am so f*cking tired. The Penguin shot me with one of his sh*tty poisons last night and I swear I’m going to punch him in his fat face the next time I see him. What is it with that guy and the stupid poisons he [...]

A look into the private journal of the Batman:
Woke up this morning still in my Batsuit. Man, I was wasted last night. I don’t even know how I got back into the Batcave. I’m sure Alfred had something to do with it. I really don’t want to hear his guilt-trip bullsh*t this morning. Especially [...]