Hidey Ho, there couch potatoes! Heh. Joker here with a wacky website of my own on this absurd tumblr! That's right kiddies! Uncle J has a page of his own! You'll find goofy gags, puns a'plenty and dastardly deeds from yours truly. Who knows what could happen here? Think of this site like a crazed carnival! The admission is free! Hahahahaaha!!!!
(Mostly Animated Series Joker Blog.)
i fucking love this because the joker abuses harley so badly and he thinks by making her insane that he’s turned her brain to mush, thinks she’s an idiot, but she’s brilliant and she did the one thing joker never could: she almost killed batman and joker fucked it up and it just wow there is no ointment for a burn that severe
"DO. NOT. EVER. CALL. ME. PUDDIN’…"
The old style Buick flew through the streets of Gotham. Harley was grinning behind the wheel while The Joker was laughing all the while. The sun was shining as the birds carried a joyful tune. It was the perfect day to crash a funeral! The clowned criminals cruised the blocks, passing the few funeral homes looking for activity. As luck would have it, there was a funeral procession was beginning to pull out.
"Ah, we have a winner! Harley, let’s squeeze in there and pay our respects, eh? As you say, let’s put the FUN in Funeral! Haha!"
Annie revealed her new outfit. Her pale pink skin complemented a red and pink collar with her initials in sky blue. Her perfect curvy figure showed off her strapless pink and blue dress that reached right above her knees, she wore knee length socks which were purple with pink stripes and pink high heels. She also wore pink and blue opera gloves. Annie smiled, "I am now a legal criminal!"
Joker eyed Annie’s attire. “Not bad, kiddo. But here’s the funny thing…I don’t think there’s such a thing as a ‘legal criminal.’ Heh. Trust me, I checked.”
"WHAHAHAHAAT?! Nearly 40 Followers overnight to reach over 1000 now?! Not to mention one of my posts nearing 600 marks in less than 3 days?! (Nearly exploded my phone’s battery with all the notifications too! Heh!) You folks truly keep the smile upon this crazed clown’s face. Well, the toxic waste mostly, but you all help keep it there! Haha!"
"What is this?! They gave you books in your cell? AND a FAN?! I call favoritism, Pooh. All I got was an uncomfy cot and a cockroach as a cellmate."
"Yeah but you’re the only one who could think of 10 ways t’kill a guard with books and a fan, puddin’."
"Eleven actually. But who’s keeping count? Heh. Didn’t know Arkham had a Cell Suite…"