Yesterday Sylvia and I spent several hours cleaning up the house, and during that time I straightened out the basement, which necessitated moving some Lego stuff from the theatre room into my office. Today I pointed at this and said to Sylvia, "Look! Batman landed his Batcopter on top of the apartment building."
"The arrogance," Sylvia replied.
I hope the roof can handle the extra weight.
"Holy missing tail rotor, Batman, you sure took the Batcopter for a spin," Robin said dizzily.
"Say one more Tom Swiftie joke, Robin, and so help me I'll hit you so hard that when you wake up you'll have a new nationality."
"It's a good thing that rooftop theatre platform was strong enough for us to land on," Robin observed, ummm, upstage-ingly.
"Ooooh, that's it! That's the limit..." Batman began, but then the roof indeed did collapse under the weight of the helicopter.
"Aaargh, I think my back is broken," cried Robin, spinelessly.
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