Why can't I just sit and enjoy a comic without seeing an ad that makes me cry?
Exercise? Sure, eating right and vacations I'll accept. Those things are for pussies. But exercise is kinda macho, isn't it?
And who is there to mourn Gordon's passing? No one. Because no one wants to be anywhere near a filthy smoker.
Incidentally, who is manning the Bat Signal on this grim evening?
Anyway, I just hope Batman hunts down the asshole who got Gordon started on pipe smoking in the first place and beats the holy living...