Nothing was campier than the old Batman TV series with Adam West and Burt Ward.
A nod to a one Mike “Franko” Franklin of Kansas City who came up with the ending line some thirty years ago for his comedy routine. I don’t know where he is now or if he continued in the biz, but, if by some miracle he’s reading this, thanks, Mike. Credit to where credit is due.
Rochelle is the Queen of FF. Her husband, the Jan, the Consort, provided the pic.
I called my brother. He came over, popcorn at the ready. We sat down and played it … my newly acquired DVD of the old Batman series. I slipped the disc into the player. No Batman.
Instead, of our beloved TV series we saw a guy dressed as a doctor talking about proctology.
“A training film? What in the good …?”
I checked the disc. It said, “Butt-man” in magic marker scrawl. Someone pulled a prank.
“Imagine … somewhere a group of doctors is watching Batman.”
Bro shook his head. “Yeah, expecting Butt-man and Boy Thunder Meet the Monster From Uranus.”