Dick: when you think of it-
Damian: NO
Jason: wait let him cook
Damian: dick physically cannot cook. Both literally and metaphorically.
Dick: I can cook!
Tim: no you can't. You literally burnt down the kitchen trying to make a salad.
Dick: I feel attacked.
Jason: you are attacked
Dick: shush.
Dick: soooooo, when you think of it, aren't buttholes the pockets of out body?
Damian:
Damian: NO.
Damian: PLEASE TELL ME YOU DIDNT TRY THAT.
Jason: well, he has a point...
Tim: he does NOT have a point.
Dick: yeah but why? I mean, give me ONE reason it's a bad idea.
Tim: ...
Damian: ...
Tim: I mean-
Damian: ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Damian: DRAKE DONT YOU TELL ME YOU ARE ONBOARD WITH THIS ABSURD THEORY
Tim: they do sorta have a point ....
Bruce: what's all this noise about?
Dick: buttholes as pockets.
Bruce: NO.
Damian: finally!
Tim: why not though....?
Bruce: well-
Bruce: ...
Bruce: uhhhhh
Tim: rightttt?
Jason: told'ya he was cooking.
Damian: father you cannot possibly agree with this idea, right?
Bruce: ...
Bruce: ALFREDD
Alfred: yes, sir?
Bruce: buttholes as pockets.
Alfred: no.
Bruce: yeah, but why?
Alfred: ...
Alfred: well eventually you'll need to shit, no?
Dick: ...
Tim: ...
Damian: ...
Bruce: ...
Jason: fuck, he has a point.
Dick: damn....
Alfred: did you really consider using your asses as... Pockets?
Tim: IT MADE SENSE , OK?
Damian: no it did not.
























