Bat Pâté

Batman dejectedly smeared pâté on toast.
"Honestly, Robin. Am I getting too old for this?"
Yesterday, there had been a brawl with some hoodlums. There were no KAPOW!s, BAM!s or ZOK!!!s, only the sounds of asthma.

Robin regarded his pal, old, overweight and breathless.
"Holy middle-aged spread, Batman!" he said.

B.P.R. 29/01/2014

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