"Robin, what the fuck?"

I thought I might be at a lose end when I title my 4th blog before actually having any idea on what it was going to be about. Then I looked back at some of the stupid suggestions I’ve heard over the last few years.

Pause, think about it (but mainly, stay with it coz while the point may not be worth the text, it might give you a little insight)

Batman+ Robin. There is so many episodes in the old series that in the first take Batman must have been thinking, “really?”:

Batman: [reading a riddle] What has yellow skin and writes?
Robin: A ball-point banana!
Batman: [reads the second riddle] What people are always in a hurry?
Robin: Rushing people... Russians!
Batman: So this means...
Robin: Someone Russian is going to slip on a banana and break their neck!

I would have shot Robin… a lot.

I have known a lot of “Robins” with terrible suggestions and ideas, but, that said (and I don’t want this to sound too “Jerry’s final thought-ey”) even if Robin is a complete tool, he’s trying to help. It’s ultimately us who makes the decision. I’m defiantly a “Robin” a lot of the time, after all, I’m the one asking

“Where to Batman?”