Also. Staph. I'm having one of those female days. I can't stop the outflow of feelings through tears. And I'm trying real hard to give him not an emo filled period day. XD.
His mother and father were fine leather in Hattham. In an alley, they were.....dismantled from every little strand it was cut apart. Little Waynehat had to do something. Hatfred cared for him for years, and he soon learned everything combat, detective and gadget related. But he needed a name. A hat crashed through the window. He knew what he must become. The Hatman.
This post.
protect me.
that's right. I'm "in" on it.
This movie did however.
And that means it's a damn good movie.