In Which the Spawn Calls for a More… Flamboyant… Class of Criminal

There’s going to be some utility work here at Spackle Manor, and as part of it, there is now spray paint on our front walk. The Spawn asked what the deal was with the marks, and after I explained, she said, “So our sidewalk hasn’t been claimed as gang turf?”

“No.”

“Well, that’s OK, I guess. Gangs around here really aren’t very interesting. None of them wear outrageous costumes or anything. I think if you’re going to be a gangster, you should either wear a suit or dress wildly extravagantly.”

She paused. “Y’know,” she said, “I think some rapper ought to just go for a full supervillain image. I’d maybe listen to it then.” Another pause. “Well, Lady Gaga is halfway there…”

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3 Responses to In Which the Spawn Calls for a More… Flamboyant… Class of Criminal

  1. Jerome says:

    Always thought the Riddler was halfway there too! Working from the other direction, of course.

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