my boyfriend and i were getting down and dirty and the only clothing left was my batman pants and he turned to me, deadly serious as he took them off and said “batgirl, time to prepare your batcave for the batmobile” and i started crying with laughter and in the end we didnt even have sex we were laughing too much
Just saying, if Nathan Fillion’s cameo in Guardians of the Galaxy is him as Mal I will squeal like a piglet in the middle of the theater and not shut up for about twenty minutes.
i did not need this information
I fact-checked this and it led to me this poem.
That does not make the fact any less heartbreaking.
It’s two fucking thirty and I can’t fucking sleep because I’m still all wound up from my hockey game and I still haven’t fucking scored a goal and we fucking lost and I can’t sleep.