he’s gonna sic batcow on you
horses are inherently funny because they come in so many sizes. like draft horses
this looks so fake. this horses skull is bigger than the dudes entire torso. this horses NECK is thicker than the dudes entire BODY.
and then at the opposite end of the spectrum you have shit like this shetland pony which ALSO looks fake
what the hell happened to this thing who bred this line of ponies to be so ridiculous
fun fact, while most mini horses and ponies look fat, like the shetland above, some are genuinely just scaled down versions of regular horses
you look at this and think “wow that’s a horse i bet I could ride that” but you’d be wrong because this is an american shetty and it’s the size of a large dog
also fun fact, this is the world’s smallest horse, thumbelina

and this is the largest horse ever, brooklyn supreme
I would fucking die for Brooklyn Supreme
Batman vs BLÅHAJ
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Tim: I want out
Bruce: Thank God! I always had hope that one of you would want to quit the life
Tim: No I literally want out. I want to patrol. Let me out
Bruce: No. You're grounded
Tim: You can't ground me! I'm just as rich as you! I'll buy my way out
Bruce: Tim, this is Wayne Manor, not the American prison industrial complex. You can't buy your way out of being grounded
Tim: That feels like a challenge. HEY JASON! I'll give you $300 to sneak me out of the house!
Jason: Sold! I would've done it for $30! Do you want explosions or not?
Tim: Let's try not to deal property damage but keep an open mind to the possibility
Bruce: Letting you two reconcile was a mistake
absolutely inconsolable over the concept of every robin after dick feeling like they'll never measure up to him, the first robin, and no matter what they've brought to the mantle, it still feels like bruce is judging them for not meeting the standard set by richard grayson
and simultaneously dick is so painfully aware of his own flaws, and no matter how long he's been nightwing, every robin that succeeds him is another, fresh reminder of all the ways he wasn't good enough for bruce
Sometimes when Dicks just too tired to deal with the batfam’s shit he starts encouraging them.
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Surrounded by gang members and caught in the crossfire between two gangs
Jason *pulling out a gun* : I’m gonna fucking obliterate all of them
Nightwing: Go right ahead
Jason: .. you serious? I’m not playing Dick I WILL shoot every single one of them in the head
Nightwing: sure.
Jason:
Nightwing: What you want me to start? Okay.
Jason: .. Dick why the fuck do you have a gun? DICK STOP LOADING THE GUN-
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At a stakeout waiting for the proof before intervening
Tim: Why can’t we just force a confession instead of waiting for him to crack?
Stephanie: Ooo or threaten him with blackmail so bad he starts crying!
Duke: Guys *eyes point to Dick sitting in a corner*
Stephanie: Right.. party pooper
Nightwing:
Nightwing: Okay got it.
*heads out*
Duke: No Dick wait! We were joking!
Stephanie: drama queen just needs a minute sunshine- wait is that him approaching the target?
Tim *who’s seen this happen before* *panicking knowing what’s gonna go down* : OH SHIT ABORT-
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Being stuck with a very annoying henchmen who won’t stop talking
Damian: .. Can we simply shut him up?
Nightwing: whatever you wanna do
Damian *narrows eyes*: I can’t ruin my katanna for this
Nightwing: *hands him knife*
Damian:
Nightwing: And remember, the most effective place to silence someone without causing them excruciating pain and also temporarily depriving them of air is right here *points to a small area on the neck*
Damian: ..
Nightwing: .? Go on?
Damian *putting it away* : .. no..
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It works a 1000 times more effectively just because either all of them are bluffing or they’re scared Dick’s not.
Tim: Can we stay with you tonight?
Dick: Both of you? What happened?
Damian: Someone was playing with an ouija board and cursed the whole Manor.
Tim: Jason wasn’t any help. He doesn’t know how to banish spirits, so he’s just throwing salt at them yelling “does this look like a hotel to you!?”
It must be really hard to be Bruce Wayne because, you're know you're an asshole and sometimes you try not to be an asshole but you end up being an asshole anyway so why bother trying in the first place?
And he's just stuck in this limbo.
Limbo for the himbo






