At a gala testimonial banquet at the
Gotham-Astoris, police Commissioner Gordon is being honored for twenty-five
years of faithful service.
Instead, Commissioner Gordon is fire and the
new police Commissioner is... Nora Clavicle Her first move is to fire every man
on the police force and replace them by girls. The reason why the mayor did
that is because his wife is a devoted follower of Miss Clavicle's cruisade for
woman, and she refused to cook, clean and do the washing till Miss Clavicle
become the police Commissioner. The mayor had been wearing the same shirt in a
week and haven't eaten a decent meal for the same time.
(Note: It was like that in the 60's, don't
boo at me!)
Miss Clavicle and the cops girls are
stealing banks and if someone is trying to stop them, he will go in jail.
Batgirl is in the poilce department when she see the red light labeled
''Emergency Calls'' is blinking madly, ignored by the operator.
''Chief Lindseed, don't you think 'You
girls' should answer the emergency call signal?''
''Oh. Well, the operator's probably busy on
other important calls. I'll take it myself!''
Mrs. Lindseed picks up a headset, plugs it
into the emergency call outlet.
Police switchboard, Chief Lindseed speaking.
What?... The Gotham National Bank?
(She pressed another switch)
''Commissioner Clavicle, the National Bank
has been robbed!''
''Wonderful... I mean, terrible. I'll handle
this personally, is Batgirl with you?
Good, tell her to meet me downstairs and we'll drive to Gotham National
immediately!'' (switches off)
''And we'll have a little surprise for you,
my little Bat-Traitor!''
They arrives at the Stillson's Gym. A boxing
ring is set up at one side with girls in the ring.
Batgirl – ''Wait a minute. Those faces look
very familiar. I smell a rat, a large she-rat!''
Quick as a flash, Miss Clavicle whips out a
long knitting needle and places it at Batgirl's throat.
''You sense of smell, though accurate, was a
bit late Batgirl. The rats are about to eat you. Follow me to the center of the
ring you dumpfounded bat!''
Two girls grab Batgirl and pinion her arms.
''Only champions are wearing belts Batgirl,
remove it from her waist and wrestlers don't fight in heels, take them off!''
Loosing her tools and about to become a
punching bag, Batgirl couldn't do nothing to stop them.
''My pretty assistants, Batgirl, are
champions wrestlers. But the proof of the pudding in is the pounding. Give her
a sample girls!''
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