Eric Karns

My boyhood fantasies come true… finally a real batman utility belt. Now I just need my own cave and DC will once again be safe. (In fact it’s already started.)

P.S. In High School we had an elderly science teacher by the name of Mr. Atwell and this dude took major abuse from his freshman students, and I mean it was bad. Kids would throw paper airplanes at him when his back was turned - one time this dude named Garth poured a bunson burner out all over the table and lit it - I felt so sorry for Mr. Atwell. I felt even worse for making up his nickname and the name of the supply closet he would often disappear to. I called him ‘Atman’ and the closet I called the ‘At-Cave’ - guess it was just my future creative, advertising/marketing mind at work. Can’t blame a brutha for that can you?