Dear User: We have completed an unauthorized

Dear User: We have completed an unauthorized computer scan of your hard drive(s) and past year's browser history. In addition to the usual pornography, online shopping, and gaming

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We hit the dirt and then I returned fire. KA-POW! KA-POW! I ran to the pill box dodging bullets UTTA!-UTTA!-UTTA! I radioed a strafe bombing MEEERRROOOOW! BOOOM!

Robin reached above Batman's head for the comic burst & sighed wearily . "Boss, ya think maybe we're getting too old for Bat-Fight Words?" They both stared at the latest burst

as it flew by them faster than a speeding bullet. Batman sighed in return. "Not just too old, Robin. We're becoming senile." Another one went by in a Flash, and then the Green

Lava Lamp showed herself with a wink before she went transdimensional. "Oh now, Bruce," consoled Robin, "these days the nineties are the new fifties!"