It's the mustache.

Dear Batlord,
I have two urgent questions:
1. How can you tell if a girl likes you?
2. How to stop the government from turning the frogs gay?
Sincerely,
a confused girl

Dear Batlord,

As an Irish American can I call getting my ass ate a potato salad toss?

And is it wrong or insensitive of me to call metrosexuals fruit flies?

Shut up, you slut! On your knees, open your mouth, and tell me I'm beautiful!

You never answered Marie.

The answer to both is: these things do not happen because the genetics make it impossible.

That's actually pretty accurate. My socially inept genetics make it impossible for me to know if girls like me. Turns out she does though :D

Pics or it didn't happen. I'd love some shots of you two playing skeeball or Street Fighter 2 or something.

^ Good for you, Marie! "You go, girl! Knock 'em dead!" is what people say in these circumstances, and I'm genuinely pleased to hear that you've made a conquest :thumb: :clap:
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Dear Batlord,

Any chance of you modifying your new signature in the next few days? If its intention is to attract attention, then it does it too well, imo. I'll even promise to listen to the Charles Bloody Mingus album if you'll tone down the lettering a little!

Yours,
a distracted and dazzled lisna

Why would I care about you listening to a Charles Mingus album?