Batman Secret Files: Moe AKA Moe, Vicious without conscience, stooge. Lethal with a pie.
Previously on The Brave And The Bold Presents: The Batman® And The Three Stooges®: Shemp picked up the phone on the first ring. “Hello? Yes! Yes! YES! No! No.” He hung up the phone.
Moe, impatient as ever, “What was it?”
Shemp smirked, “Wrong number.” Moe responded with a sharp slap to the face.
And now, Part 2, And Then There’s Moe.
Four grueling hours of all out war had passed, and the Batman could barely stand, his bruises had bruises, and blood gushed from his eyes. The Batman was absolutely confounded. He had never faced opponents so brutally repetitive and without motive. These three guys made The Joker seem sane.
A story about the two stooges on the right.
Larry Fine squinted, revealing all his age lines, 427 to be exact, as he limped out of the car and up the front steps. Each step made pain shoot sharply through his 70 year old body. “Ow, ow, ow!” one of his many catchphrases echoed through his mind. He tugged at the bottom part of his pant leg, it was clinging to his socks, not only was it static, it was annoying as all hell. It was Christmas in L.A., 65 degrees and sunny, not that it mattered. Ask anyone and they will tell you that Larry Fine was soberly Jewish through and through. He had still retained his curly kinky hair, and in this light, it looked like two ragged tumbleweeds attached to the side of a perfectly decent bald head.