Journal of Bill who is definately not a superhero 2

6/11/10 (cont.)

On my way out of the building, after waiting for the young lady in question to make her purchase, I grabbed a fire axe all too conveniently placed in a glass emergency box near the dark rear exit that opened into an alley. As I followed her, creeping up slowly so as not to draw attention to my plans, I heard a voice exclaim "STOP!" And i did, for I was startled, then, like being struck by lightning it hit me; I had yelled stop. You see I did this because I am not really Batman at all. I've just played him on T.V. so long that I sometimes let my mind wander and it goes straight to him.
Can you imagine if I had killed that poor girl just to protect my false secret identity? I can just read the headlines now: "Crazed Adam West Axes Young Intellectual Coed" No that wouldn't do at all. Besides Batman wouldn't kill a poor young woman like that, even for self preservation. I must vow to think more like the bat if I am to maintain the saftey of those around me.
But wait! That is exactly how I got here to begin with...

Journal of Bill who is definately not a superhero

6/11/10

I was browsing in a bookstore this afternoon when a small journal caught my attention. I picked it up and muse aloud "hmm this seems interesting."
A customer casually glances up at me.
"STOP TALKING TO YOURSELF YOU LUNATIC!" I snap back. Then, Oh NO! I realize silently she'd heard us both. I'm going to have to neutralize her to prevent the secret of my secret identity from slipping out...but how?

Fishbowl the Rue Morgue

Welcome to my madness everyone, keep your arms and genitals inside the ride, don't touch the plants, don't drink the water and for the love of god PLEASE don't feed paulie it only encourages him. Good luck and I hope you remembered your insurance card.