Now that's what I call a dead Robin

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My brain decided to change the Dead Parrot sketch into the Joker trying to trade in a dead Jason Todd, after the original came up on shuffle. I see the store owner as either Superboy-Prime or Bat-mite.

I feel bad now.

Joker: I’ll tell you what’s wrong with it, my lad. He’s dead, that’s what’s wrong with it!
Owner: No, no, he’s uh… he’s resting.
Joker: Look, mate, I know a dead robin when I see one, and I’m looking at one right now.
Owner: No no he’s not dead, he’s, he’s resting! Remarkable bird, isn’t it? Beautiful plumage!
Joker: The plumage don’t enter into it. He’s stone dead.

This is an EX-ROBIN!

Please share my shame.

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Jason: OK, why the @#$% am I nailed to this perch?

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… And curse you, not-quite-so-dead-as-once-thought Robins and Monty Python have infected my head.

Stephanie: I’m not dead! I feel happy!

Sadly, I can’t find the image of Batgirl and Robin meeting the Spanish Inquisition…

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(Contains Spoilers. Happy happy Spoilers. And Robins. )

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“Batman, we could have been killed!”

“Or worse, Robin!”

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This forces one to ponder one of the great unanswered questions.

If Batman was attacked by the Spanish Inquisition, would he be prepared?

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Now I’m trying to picture the “UFOs turn Englishmen into Scotsmen” skit redone as a Doctor Who episode, only my nuerons (oops, there it goes again) keep blowing like fuses in a ninety-year old house.

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Joe Quesada: “Now go avay or I shall taunt you a second time-ah!”

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“There’s another dead Robin on the landing, dad!”

“Is it Dick Grayson or Jason Todd?”

“How can you tell?”

“Tattooed on the back of the neck!”

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Poor Brave Sir Robin.