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guy who's been meaning to watch sinners and will get to it eventually they swear: how the fuck did sinners not win best picture?
MBJ winning best actor in leading role was well deserved!!! I’m so happy he finally got the recognition he deserved! You can tell him hearing the audience cheering for him really got to him and him trying not to cry had me in my feels 🥹
We know Gotham is semi-sentient. What if she chooses Duke to be her champion? What if she responds to his commands, allowing him to move through the city faster than should be possible, creating new alleys when he needs to shake people off, buildings growing taller around him and casting shadows when he needs to hide? He made himself into a hero to protect her. She's going to repay the favour.
Duke should be allowed to be angry.
I'm not talking about having a temper or snapping sometimes, I'm talking an actual, genuine crash out.
Like when Kate talked to him as if he didn't know just how evil cops could be.
When Damian called him a coward for telling him friends to comply with the cops so that they wouldn't be killed.
When Dick sold him and his friends out to the notoriously corrupt GCPD knowing full well the danger Duke would be in as a Black boy.
How Bruce never actually put his kids in line for their tone deaf behaviour, like sure he loves Duke, but he doesn't really understand what he deals with nor does he make an effort to do so.
And Alfred...anyone who's read WAR knows I don't need to say more than that.
Duke should get angry. He should crash out. He should openly hold a grudge and make them work for forgiveness.
Red Hood, in the middle of a meeting with his goons: So we’ll gather over here at-
Batman, dropping down from the ceiling: Red Hood
Goons, trembling in fear but standing up to fight: Shit… what’s the Bat doing here
Red Hood, aggressively: What are you doing here, old man?
Batman, pulling out a lunch box: You forgot your lunch in the cave *walks over and hands it to him before peppering his cheeks with kisses*
Red Hood: Oh my gosh, Pa! Stop! You’re trying to embarrass me on purpose! *pushing Batman away and blushing under his mask*
Batman, taking out his grappling hook: No idea what you mean. Stay safe. Bye *leaves*
Goons, stunned: Whoa… boss, you are so red
Red Hood: Shut up! No I’m not! *shoves helmet on to cover his blush*
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Tim, squished in a chair with Bruce: … so tight… so uncomfortable…
Bruce, typing away on his computer: That’s your fault. It was a perfectly fine chair with only me in it, then you suddenly came
Tim, squirming: Yes, but…
Bruce: Want me to move? You’ll have the chair to yourself
Tim, practically in Bruce’s lap: No
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Bruce, watching TikToks in his room: Hmm *watching a video about Velcro babies*
Bruce, looking up: Hrn…
Jason and Duke are playing Sorry!. Dick is allowing Cass to adorn his hair with accessories. Steph is painting her nails. Damian is snuggled into his side, drawing. Tim is asleep across his lap. All of this was done on his bed
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During an interview
Bruce: -So I believe that it would be best for us to leave that land alone for the native wildlife.
Bruce: Taking and destroying such precious land for a profit is disgusting, and I think Lexcorp should really start to think of the environment more
Bruce: Anything to add, baby?
Damian, half asleep on Bruce’s hip: … fuck Lex Luther
Bruce: …
Bruce: Well… you heard him
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Tim, high on morphine from a procedure: Dad…?
Bruce, carding his finger through Tim’s hair: Yes, baby?
Tim, starting to cry: Daddy… I have something t-to tell you!
Bruce, panicking: Tim? Sweetheart, what’s wrong?? Do you feel pain? Are you-
Tim: I-I like girls a-and guys!
Bruce: What?? Oh… oh sweetheart. I already knew that
Tim: Do you… Do you still love me??
Bruce: More than all the stars in the sky. Why don't we try to get some sleep, hmm?
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Reporter, running up to Batman: Mister Batman! Mister Batman
Batman: … *debating on escaping*
Reporter, holding up a picture of Signal: The world wants to know... is Signal yours?
Batman: …
Batman: What’s that in his chest?
Reporter: The symbol? … I guess it looks like a bat
Batman: Okay. Now stop asking me stupid questions. Use your brain.
Batman: I own the bat. Why else would anyone wear it? *disappears*
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Steph: Hey, B man
Steph: I want a piggyback ride
Bruce: To where?
Steph, tense: Nowhere. Yes or no, man
Bruce: ? *wants to ask if she’s ok, but she’s got a vibe about her*
Bruce, in a joking tone: What’s in it for me, toots?
Steph, relaxing at not being interrogated: Undivided physical contact with me, your lifelong dream
Bruce: Deal
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Alfred, strained: I love you very much
Bruce, searching his face: …
Bruce, genuinely confused: When did you get so bad at lying?
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Duke, delirious from food poisoning: I… I can see a light
Damian: Shush, Thomas, you’re staring straight at the lamp
Duke: G-Grandma Wayne? Is that you?
Bruce: You’ve never met your Grandma. Stay with me, Duke!
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Cass, sending Bruce a fit check video: -and then the boots you bought me last time
Bruce, texting back: Is that my jacket?
Cass: Nope
Bruce: I’ve been looking for that. You know I’ve been looking for that
Cass: No clue what you’re talking about dad
Bruce: Princess…
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Bruce: I’m in Stephanie’s Hulu
Dick: We both know you have enough money to buy the company itself
Dick: Why are you on Steph’s Hulu
Bruce: I dunno, but I am
Bruce: She made an account for me, and she changes my profile picture every day
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Duke: We’re supposed to talk about our emotions
Damian: Like what a healthy family is supposed to do?
Duke: Yes!
Bruce: Yes, we’re all in this together
Bruce: Like a hostage situation
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Texting
Tim: Daddy-o, where are you
Bruce: I’m currently at the mall
Tim: You hate the mall?
Tim: Whore you with
Bruce: Please use an apostrophe
Bruce, sending a zoomed-in forehead pic of Stephanie grinning: Guess
Tim: You ever think it’s weird how my ex-girlfriend has integrated into our family?
Bruce: No
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Alfred, sorting through a mountain of bouquets: …
Bruce, popping his head in: What are you doing? Why are there so many flowers?
Alfred: They’re all for you, Master Bruce
Alfred: I suppose someone is trying to woo you
Bruce: Oh…
Bruce: So what are you doing?
Alfred: Putting them away
Alfred: One pile for the wilted and dead. Another for my compost bin, and a third to donate to the women’s shelter
Bruce: …I don’t get flowers?
Alfred: No one is good enough for you, my boy
Alfred: I’ll buy you flowers later
Bruce: Okey. Yay <3
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Bruce, on the couch, cuddling with Damian for the past two hours and watching Gray Ghost: *looks up when Tim enters the room* Hi, love
Tim: Can I-
Damian: No!
Damian: You had Baba all to yourself yesterday while I was at school
Damian: He’s mine today
Tim: Jealous bitch-
Bruce: Tim!
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Cass: You okay?
Bruce, visibly on the verge of tears: Yeah *emotionless*
Cass: You are a lying liar who lies a lot
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Bruce, rubbing his temples: Urg…
Jason: Whoa, what’s up with you?
Bruce: I’ve got this insistent headache that won’t go away… It’s killing me
Jason: Shit… did you get poisoned?
Jason: What was the last thing you ate?
Bruce, thinking: …
Bruce, thinking harder: …
Jason: …
Jason: When was the last time you ate something?
Bruce, thinking: …
Bruce, thinking harder: …
Jason: Dad! *dragging him to the kitchen*
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Steph: *trips and falls on her face* Ack!
Bruce, desperately trying not to laugh: Oh, gumdrop *helping her up*
Steph: You sound incredibly condescending *allows Bruce to brush her off and hug her*
Bruce, hiding his face in Steph’s hair so he doesn’t laugh: No, of course not
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Dick: Strongest immune system? You don’t count
Bruce: Hmm
Bruce: Could be Duke. He keeps eating shit off the ground, and we’re in Gotham
Duke: Hey!
Dick: True, it’s probably radioactive
Duke: I’m literally fine! You guys are mean!
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Bruce: Hi, I’m Bruce, and when I was eight years old, my parents and I were coming back from the movie that I begged to go to on my birthday, when they were shot and brutally killed in front of me in a botched mugging
Bruce: I then had to stay with their dead and cooling bodies for hours in an alley way, covered in their blood, holding their hands, with people walking past and seeing me but not calling anyone, until the police finally arrived in the morning where they continued to ignore me for hours and kept me sitting in a pool of my parents blood, and when they actually started talking to me the first thing they did was ask if I was the one who killed them
Bruce: And people till this day question why my parents decided to go down Crime Alley, but it literally wasn’t called that back then. It was just Park Row. The crime was the murder of my parents. That’s why it’s now called Crime Alley, literally because of the crime of my parents’ murder. Their deaths fundamentally changed all of Gotham
Bruce: And I brought jumbo sour gummy worms
Duke: … Damn, coming out with the big guns right away
Cass: I told you this wasn’t the right ‘mood game’ to play in this family, especially
Dick: Now, if I follow up with my parents dying in front of me, it sounds like I’m copying you
Dick: Also, you being there made it significantly better for me
Jason: That’s why you gotta have more than one dipshit
Dick: I do have more than one! That’s just the first one
Steph: Wait, that’s seriously why it’s called Crime Alley?
Steph: Damn…
Bruce: I tried going for the least traumatizing thing that’s happened to me… I guess
Tim: I’m just glad you didn’t start the cult story; that one scared me
Bruce: … which cult?
Tim: ?
Tim: The super scary one that you were telling me about
Bruce: …
Bruce: That actually doesn’t narrow it down for me
Damian: Baba, the fact that there are so many that you don’t know is truly worrying
Cass: I’ve killed some clut members…
Steph: Inspiring Cass, truly
Cass, shrugging: Felt like I needed to say something
Cass: Can I have that as my thing?
Steph: No
Jason: We’ve all killed a few cult members before, you’re not special
Damian, nodding along: Yes, it’s quite easy
Duke: The fact that you’re not saying anything against that statement is concerning, Bruce
Bruce: Technically… I only indirectly caused their deaths… mostly
Dick, sneaking a hand into the bowl: I’m learning so much about you
Bruce, smacking his hand away: Don’t eat the gummy worms before anyone else has gone!
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Bruce: I promise to rest for at least a week
Bruce: No, I swear it. On my life
Alfred: Master Bruce, you are suicidal in the highest degree
Alfred: Swear on anything else
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Bruce, giving Dick something he hasn’t had since childhood: Here
Dick, ecstatic: Whoa! How’d you remember I liked this?
Bruce: Photographic memory. Total recall, chickadee, remember?
Dick: No, but you obviously did *kneels over laughing and slapping his knee*
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Jason: I’m gonna torture you
Bruce: I told you, I didn’t even eat the last brownie
Bruce: I'm only a calorie deficit for a photoshoot
Jason: I’m gonna gather every single person you know
Jason: And we’re gonna form a human circle around you
Bruce: Where is this going?
Jason: Then we’ll just shout compliments at you! And they’ll be meaningful and deep, not surface-level!
Bruce, horrified: Don’t you fucking dare
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Bruce: Damn, Alfred is inquiring about upping my anti psychotics
Dick: Ha, loser
Bruce: Bitch I’ll make him up yours too, don’t test me
Jason: Since when do you two need psych meds?
Bruce, looking over at Dick: Uh
Dick, sweating: Umm, you know, it doesn’t really matter
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Duke: You ever notice how a swarm of bats always follows you?
Bruce: Hm?
Duke: Like, when you're bat-manning. Bats come out of the woodwork
Duke: It really adds to your whole aura
Bruce: I… I don’t think that’s a thing
Duke: It is
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Jason, angry: Why do you keep walking away from me when I’m talking to you?!
Bruce, refusing to look at him: You talk with your hands
Jason: …
Jason: Fucking so?!
Bruce: So.
Bruce: You’re carrying your gun. You keep waving it in my face
Bruce: I can handle a lot of things from you, but not that
Bruce: Never that
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Bruce, sick: Oh, it’s a cold, cruel world out here
Steph: I can ask Alfie to make you hot chocolate
Bruce: No, he makes it with water instead of milk
Bruce: It’s nasty
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Alfred, trying out a new bread recipe: What do you think, Master Bruce?
Alfred: It is made from whole wheat flour and a small amount of cornmeal. It also contains oats, chia seeds, flax seeds, and hemp seeds. I also took the liberty of adding walnuts, almonds, and pistachios.
Bruce, chewing on the grainy and crumbly piece of bread, close to tears: I feel like a bird…
Bruce: Is this punishment? Did I do something wrong?
Alfred, offended: It’s healthy
Bruce, already crying: What did I do??? I don’t like this! *crumbs flying everywhere*
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Batman: Between hurtling into traffic at 180 mph and changing this song
Batman: I will change this song
Dick: Dad! Both hands on the wheel!
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Bruce: I so sleepy
Alfred: Go upstairs and take a nap
Bruce: Noooo. I won’t be sleepy if I have to move
Alfred: You can’t nap here, you’ll get a crick in your neck
Bruce: Everyone has to make sacrifices
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Bruce, pale: Urgh…
Jason: Damn, Pa, what’s up? You lookin' fucking horrible
Bruce: I’m supposed to hang out with Cass and Damian today…
Dick: And…? What’s that gotta do with you looking sick
Tim: Oh, I get it. It’s an anxiety thing
Jason: Huh
Bruce: It’s just… leading up to an outing is always the worst. The impending sense of doom is very strong
Bruce: I know I’m gonna have fun when I get there, and I’ll enjoy myself. But I wanna cancel, I feel like throwing up, and I’m so fucking nervous
Jason: Yo… these are your children you’re hanging out with
Bruce: I know, you’d think my body would get the memo and chill out, but no
Tim: Yeah, I get it all the time
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Texting
Bruce: Oh my gosh, why is nobody answering their fucking phones
Bruce: I’ve called you all a million fucking times
Bruce: What do I pay your stupid ass phone plans for
Bruce: Someone, come pick me up
Bruce: NOW
Bruce: I just got hit by a car pedestrian style
Bruce: I’m so fucking embarrassed
Several people typing at once
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Tim: You ever think it’s weird how we can’t see Dad’s face when he’s wearing the cowl?
Dick: Hm?
Jason: Oh, the shadow thing?
Tim: Yeah!
Steph: It freaked me out the first time it happened
Steph: Like, no matter where I moved or what I did, I couldn’t see his face
Damian: Yes, I was… shaken the first time, when I could only see his white eyes peering at me from the shadows
Damian: His silence and stealth are unimaginable
Dick: Oh yeah… I guess we’ve all gotten used to it, huh?
Tim: I don’t think he even knows he’s doing it most of the time
Jason: Pa makes himself scary, but he’s oblivious to the fact that he' didn’t do that to make him scary 's scary without trying sometimes
Steph: You think it’s enchanted?
Dick: Like the cape?
Tim: Oh my gosh, the fucking cape!
Tim: I tried to figure out the logistics of that thing and almost gave myself an aneurysm
Jason: I went nuts the first time he became a blob in front of me
Steph: Love when he does that
Steph: Is it weird to call a grown man cute?
Damian: It makes me wonder where Father sourced his items
Dick: Dad makes them with regular fabric, believe it or not. He’s been making them since before I came around
Jason: Then what the fuck??
Steph: This is giving me a headache
Tim: Think he’d tell us if we asked?
Damian: Baba? No
Dick: True
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Bruce, walking into the theater room: What’s everyone-
Dick: Shhh!
Steph: Yeah, man, the movie’s about to start
Cass: Been waiting on this release for two years
Duke: My hands are shaking. Literally, I’m dying
Jason: I’m only here because they forced me-
Tim: Shut up! You’ve been waiting for this since forever, just like the rest of us
Damian: Quiet, heathens! It’s starting!
Watching the movie silently in awe, then Bruce comes on screen
Cass: … what
Tim: Dad, you need to start suing someone cause they took your likeness
Bruce, raising an eyebrow: Thanks, but no. That’s me, sweetheart
Bruce: I am famous, remember?
Dick: When did this happen?!
Bruce: A while ago? Dickie you were there
Dick: …
Dick: I have actually nothing to say in defense of myself. I thought it was just a regular shoot and fell asleep
Jason: You’re such a fucking idiot
Steph: What the fuck, man?!
Damian: Baba, you should have told us you were going to star in such an important movie for this generation
Bruce: It’s literally on my calendar
Bruce: You’d know that if any of you bothered to look at it
Duke: Do you have other movies and shows lined up?
Bruce: *shrugs* Check the calendar
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Tim, angrily: I can take care of it myself. I don’t need your help
Bruce, rolling his eyes and so over it: Sure thing, burger boy, I’ll leave it in your capable, greasy little hands
Tim, offended: What?! Burger boy?! Greasy little hands?! *shrill and high-pitched voice*
Bruce: Hey, you’re the one who named yourself after a fast food restaurant
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Damian, trying to sneak out through the front door: …
Bruce, walking by: Ah ah *snaps fingers and points upstairs* Go
Damian: Ugh! *planning to sneak out the window*
Bruce: Don’t even fuckin think about it.
Damian: How did you-
Bruce: Oh, please. Do you see how many siblings you have? I’ve seen it all
Alfred: And done it all too
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Steph, walking into the library: Whoa, what the fuck is happening?
Cass, actually on the verge of tears: Dad is ignoring me
Bruce, reading peacefully on a nearby couch: …
Steph: No way, B-man would never purposely ignore us when we’re not being shits. Especially not you
Bruce, turning his head and looking surprised: Oh, hello, girls
Bruce, taking out his ear plugs cause he was overstimulated earlier: Honey, Cassandra, hello. When did the two of you get here?
Bruce, looking at Cass, concerned: Are you alright, princess?
Cass, completely embarrassed: Peachy. Let’s go *tugging Stephanie out*
Steph, elated and laughing: Super assassin who notices everything did notice that-!
Bruce, confused: Hrn? Oh well. *puts earplugs back in*
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Dick: Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving the country for two weeks?
Bruce, holding his luggage: Well, hello to you too, Richard. Yes, my plane ride was fine, I’m good, how’re you?
Dick: Cut the shit. You can’t just go missing like that
Dick: What if Gotham needed you or something?
Bruce: I wasn’t missing
Bruce: I told the people who needed to know
Dick: I-
Bruce: Besides, you haven’t talked to me in a week. Why would I tell you?
Bruce: Did you realize you needed me for something? Is that the only reason why you reached out and noticed I was gone?
Dick: That’s not-
Bruce: Dick. I just got home. Before we start another screaming match, can I see my other children first?
Bruce: I’d like to see Damian and Tim while I’m still in a good mood
Dick: … mhm
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Tim: Hey, Dad-
Bruce: Not now, child number three
Tim, looking confused: Child number- *muttering to himself*
Bruce: Duke, Damian, and Cassandra are causing a ruckus
Bruce: If I don’t intervene now… people will die
Tim: The fuck are they doing?
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Bruce: Alfie, I got a paper cut *holds up finger*
Bruce: See? It’s bleeding
Alfred, very serious: Oh my, that’s quite serious
Alfred: Shall I bring out the big guns? Dinosaur Band-Aids?
Bruce, also very serious: Yes, dinosaurs are very necessary
——
Batman, jumping from roof to roof during patrol: …
Marco, a seven-year-old boy who lives nearby: Mister Batman, Sir! Hello!
Batman: Hrn *jumps down* Marco
Marco: Oh, yay! You remember me! That’s good
Batman: Are you safe?
Marco: Yup! I just wanted to give you this! *holds up drawing* Mama said you’d really like it, so I did my best
Batman, gently taking the paper and exchanging it for a lollipop: I do. Thank you
Marco: Ooo, candy! Thank you, Mister Batman! Have a good day- I mean, night fighting crime! *runs away waving*
Batman: *gently folds the paper and puts it away. Pulling out his grappling gun and returning to patrolling*
It’s wild how Infinity Train slots so effortlessly into the wayward children series
Tulip’s home life is could be almost any non-central character child we’ve met at Eleanor West's Home for Wayward Children
The train is in the spot it should be, but apart from missing Be Sure it’s exactly the same as any Door we’ve seen
Dedication to Lost in the Moment and Found, by Seanan McGuire
*banging my fists against the wall* talia al ghul is a young woman born into a world of violence and control who from her character conception was marked by immense compassion and love she was young and free when she fell in love with bruce and over the years has grown more jaded and complex and has struggled with her loyalties towards her difficult father and her difficult lover and has to struggle with what it means to be a mother but she remains at her core a woman burdened by the weight of her own love *slams my body against the walls* please she’s not just some mindless dragon lady character she’s funny and kind and clever and manipulative she adores her son she loves her father even though she betrays him constantly and r’as always forgives her and she loves bruce even though she can never give herself fully to him and he understands that. she has interests outside of her relationships. please god can anyone hear me in this box its been so dark down here
'Stiles needs to leave scott for the hale pack becuase he is irresponsible and doesn't care about him-' stiles would unplug their life support to charge scott's phone
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Black American Southern Goth 🖤
Thankful for ancestors who knew dancing was also a meditation.
Athens, Ga (c1950s)
Filmed by my grandpa (35mm)
Black fathers
My coworker had a baby recently, and before she gave birth she told me she was so excited for the kid to grow up a little bit so that she could take her to baby raves. Because apparently there's a DJ in the area who stages raves that you can bring your kids to, but all of the tracks he plays are pre-approved by his toddler.
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