Why So Serious?!
So many fools...so many fools. Its funny, You all act like you know what you are doing...you seem to have a...plan. But the real deal is that you are like me, you don't know what to do..you just do things. Do you think that the girl would still be alive if you 'knew' what you were doing...probably..., There were several ways to save this girl, but neither one of you knew to do so. So do you know what you did? You trusted a freak, a freak like me, a freak which was even as much of a fool as yourself. And the reason for this was because you are weak, why else have us criminals been able to take over...actually lets not say us criminals...I am not like them, all they care about is money, what this town needs is a better class of criminal, in which is possible seeing the weekness of you cops. That's called evolution, everything evolves, the only people who don't see this are the fools of society and when they come face to face with the specimen, they see how foolish they really are...you see I am the specimen and you are the fool. And right now I can see you are disgusted by the evolution. WHat is it? My motives, my attitude? My Scars? Do you wan't to know how I got these scars, I was fired from my job, i lost my house and I was living on the streets. I looked like trash, and one day I had managed to get my self into a homeless shelter, I was collecting my food when the caterer, who was a bitch..I never liked the caterers...they just seem to look at you as weak...which I can't blame them..but anyway as I was collecting my food she had said to me 'Smile, cheer up', That infuriated me as the bitch doesn't have to sleep with her teeth on a curb, I replied with 'Smile, Smile, my life is a serious wreck' she said 'Calm down, calm down, why so serious I just said smile' So what I did is I took her kitchen knife and slit the sides of my mouth into a smile. After that she screamed, and I said 'Why so serious, Why so serious, why so serious!'.
No, no, no shoosh. Stop screaming, it wont help... I said 'STOP SCREAMING'. Now I know I shot your friends, and you are scared, but what is screaming going to do? Help you in a secluded basement? No nobody can hear. And anyway I didn't wan't to shoot your friends, no, a blade would have done a better job. Do you want to know why I use a knife? You see, guns are too quick. You can't savor all of the little...emotions. In their last moments, people show you who they really are, so I guess its time to see who you really are.
Hey, cheer up. It will only hurt a little, I mean...put a smile on that face!
Credited to CreepPasta
Credit to THE DARK KNIGHT for the Joker
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