Wednesday, December 17, 2014

The Manbat: Wrong Turn For Justice!

The Manbat suit was freshly donned as Wayne stepped out into the night. He made his was to the Manbatmobile and jumped inside. He fired it right up after the fifth or sixth try and motored onto the street. Tonight was a training run for the Manbat and his trusty rusty stank-ass broke down piece of shit LTD. (Shit smelled like the inside of a fake leg, no joke.) Tonight the Manbat would pull off the amazing ninety degree turn so famously shown in that sixties super hero show.


He had his crossbow and some steel cable tested at about 500lbs. It was all hooked up to a bolt and ready to fire. Wayne knew the place to test it out and he drove there as fast as the sputtering derelict on wheels could muster. Down by the train track was an ancient old power pole; all wood and bigger around than two Manbat arm lengths. The hero would fire the bolt at the pole and create a fulcrum to allow highspeed turns that would be all fucking sweet and shit and totally ditch the pigs when they try to stop his vigilante tactics.


"I'm the mother fucking Manbat
I'm the mother fucking night
I don't run like a bitch
I stand my ground and fight" He sang as he drove.


"If your a criminal
and your breaking all the laws
Don't hide inside your house
Cause I'll be down the chimney like Santa fucking Clause!" He's pounded on the steering wheel and bobbing his head around in his mask like a dick in dark condom.


"I'm fighting all the crime
Cause everywhere is where I am
Bust into your lair
Like I'm the kool-aid fucking man!"


"Ah shit here it is." Wayne said as his song concluded.


He revved the engines and speed up jamming the crossbow out the broken window (he had to smash that shit with a brick the day before so he could fire from inside the car) and took aim. He fired and the line snapped as the bolt left the bow. The cable snapped back and slashed his throat causing him to swerve off the road and into a ditch. His body was found the next day along with a homeless man pinned to and old boxcar with the bolt he fired about fifty feet way.


All hail the Manbat.

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