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...
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