Wayne Bruzinski had spent the night at his friend Jason's house drinking and playing video games. He drank one too many and awoke the next day with a raging hangover. He stumbled through the kitchen and Jason offered him a little hair of the dog. Wayne slammed a shot of whiskey and headed out to his Manbatmobile. On the way home Wayne stopped at a small convenience store to get something to drink.
Wayne went inside and got a sports drink and a hotdog from the roller grill. He loaded it with chili and relish as he looked at the blonde behind the counter. "Bat woody." He mused to himself as he drizzled ketchup on his dog.
The woman behind the counter was ringing up lottery tickets for a man when he became irate.
"No these numbers are all wrong. I said 5-1-3. Are you fucking stupid?" The man went on and on waving the tickets in the clerks face.
Wayne was at this point behind the man and he was annoyed by all the yelling. His head still throbbed from the hangover and Wayne just wanted to eat his dog and go to bed. "Hey man, just shut up and pay for your shit." Wayne said.
"What..." The man turned around. "Fuck you, you god damned little punk!" The man said.
"Fuck yourself!" Wayne replied. The two got in a shouting match as the clerk and costumers watched in shock.
"You need to leave or I'm calling the cops!" the clerk told the two arguing men. She dialed the phone as the man told her to "Go ahead and call the cops."
Bruzinski had had enough, he was hungover and this old man was pissing him off. He stormed to the door and set his stuff down on a 30 pack beer display next to the door. He walked out to get in his car, "Who the fuck does that guy think he is. I'm the fucking Manbat, I don't need to take this bullshit." He said to himself as he walked to the car and got inside.
"I'm gonna show this prick what's what. Talk to me like that, you get your ass beat!" He grumbled as he rummaged around for his gym bag.
He pulled the Manbat suit from bag and did his best to put it on. The store was full of people inside and out and many laughed when they saw this man changing in his car. Wayne could care less as he went over a plan in his head. Someone walked by and snapped a picture of Wayne changing in the car. Undeterred, Wayne donned the suit and stalked to the door. An old man was walking up and took a double take at the Manbat.
"Never fear citizen, Justice is afoot." The Manbat said.
"Oh hell no!" The old man said as he turned and stormed away throwing his hands up and muttering about crack heads.
The Manbat flung the door open and stepped inside laying a hand on a thirty pack of beer. People gasped as Wayne yelled "Hey asshole, are you thirsty!" He lunged forward with 30 pack in hand and took two strides before swinging the beer at the man. His swing came east to west, a wild hay-maker that connected with the man's head. The case exploded, beers shooting out everywhere, a fine mist of the drink spraying in all directions. One can smashed the clerk in the mouth, knocking out her teeth. The Manbat swung so hard he fell atop the man and his cape flipped up over his head. Wayne rolled to his feet and tossed his cape out of his face. He glanced about, hands on hips trying to look heroic. "Did that sate your thirssssst...Oh fuck!"
All the people in the store were crouching on the ground with their hands over their heads. The man on the floor was bleeding from his ears and nose. The side of his face swelled up so bad he looked like the hunch back of Notre Dam. The woman behind the counter held her bloody mouth, Wayne saw teeth on the counter. "I'm outta here."
The Manbat fled the scene as he heard sirens grow closer. He remembered suddenly the clerk called the cops. He was pulled over before making it home and arrested. He was brought up on charges of assault, attempted robbery and driving while intoxicated. Tox reports indeed backed up the DUI charge as well as the beer soaked uniform Wayne was wearing during the arrest. Worst of all Wayne was sentenced to life in prison when the man he hit died from internal brain hemorrhaging. All fear the Manbat!
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