Re: Email
Honey, I fully intend to tell the world what I was going to tell them last week. That I'm interested in women and booze and blow. That my money's a damn fluke, and that the last thing I have any interest in spending it on is running around looking like a damn Bat. Sure, the cops can do anything they like. It isn't my problem. I've got my own security, and a jet somewhere, and I don't much care about Seattle's problems. Now, if someone can point me to a nice pair of legs, I might be interested.
Not exactly the same thing, but I think you get the picture. I'm too much of a damn lech to ever be the Bat.