I don’t know anything about this Foursquare business, except that it’s some sort of application that people notify about their whereabouts in an effort to earn badges about things. To this, I say, “Badges? We don’t need no stinkin’ badges.”
Also, I humbly submit that yours truly is the Mayor of one place right now: the big yellow chairs on the hill out back of the house. The Mayor is enjoying a spot of sun and some wi-fi right now. Carry on, the rest of you citizens.
Decidedly Less Emo than the Tears for Fears Version. Less Pretty, Too.
Catwoman: We need to talk. You see, you and I have something in common.
The Penguin: Sounds familiar. Appetite for destruction? Contempt for the czars of fashion? Wait, don’t tell me… naked sexual charisma.
Catwoman: Batman. The thorn in both our sides. The fly in our ointment.
The Penguin: Ointment! Scented or unscented?