The real story:
Batman and Woodpecker
heh heh, “booby”, heh heh…
That wuz cool!
There was the Signal and Batwing. I think they’re both gone by now.
{ GOLF CLAP }
Well, he can’t call himself “The Sparrow”.
That’s Barretta’s partner.
No.
Don’t do it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5HNWhVXcjV8&ab_channel=SonnieVeldhuis
But, if he did, Batman could sing “Me and my sparrow, straight up and narrow …”
(Wait, I thought Barretta’s partner was a cockatoo.)
At least Tim was allowed to have a revamped costume.
Batman and Western Wood Peewee
Why no “Batboy” or “Batkid?”
…or “Batshit”.
I wouldn’t want to mess with Batman and Batshit.
I wonder what GuanoLad would have to say about tiat
There can be only one Bat Boy:
Hell, in the alternate-universe end-myth future when they encounter each other Carrie directly begins telling Bats her name, catches herself, and corrects to “Robin”.
Scene opens on Dick Grayson lounging around Wayne Manor, clearly a bit bored. He catches sight of his costume, and begins to muse to himself:
" ‘Robin’, why ‘Robin’? Robins aren’t very badass, they just hop around and eat bugs and crap on cars, they don’t do anything cool…Do they? I don’t actually know much about them."
Goes over to the bookcase and pulls down the encyclopedia. “Robin, robin, here we go: ‘the American robin, a migratory thrush widely distributed across North America. Scientific name…’ Wait, what?! 'Turdus migratorius? TURDUS? Son of a bitch named me after shit? Aw, hell naw!”
I for one would not want to mess with a Blue Jay. Those things are mean!