I used to avoid the topic whenever my husband would bring it up. "I think when we move to our new house we should try to find one with a lot of basement space, so I can finally get started on my bat cave," he'd say. I'd laugh it off. "Haa-haa," I'd think, "The man I married and will be living the rest of my life with is so funny, on and on about this bat cave thing. He never turns it off! Not even when I tell him to please drop it because spending thousands and thousands of dollars collecting weird Batman memorabilia and building a bat cave that spans the entire extra-large basement we HAD to find is not a reasonable goal for just about anyone, let alone a couple with two children-- hah, anyway, what am I going on about? My husband is a real laugh." After months of pressing, though, I realized that he wasn't going to let it drop. Years later and here we are, with a basement full of Batman garbage, including a bat suit that was used in some of the Dark Knight movies. How much did we spend on that? How often has my husband tried to fit into it? Ugh, I don't even want to know. I've started letting people know we have a basement, though, when I give tours of the house, and whenever my husband's out of town on business I sneak down and watch non-Batman movies in the home theater. So. It's all right. I guess you can say I'm used to it.
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The fact that the hands on the clock are frozen at the time of Bruce Wanye's parents' murder is probably my favorite part. Hahahahhahahahahaha. Just kidding. I married a lunatic, but he's happy and the rest of the house is nice, so I guess whatever. As long as he pays the mortgage. (Via Uproxx.)
