It was to be Batman's proudest moment.
He was going to show the world that he was just as brave and strong as the average, everyday female.
But not everyone can wield the power of the mighty curling iron.
It takes skill, cunning, bravery, and hours upon hours of hot, grueling practice, usually with a member of the male species looking over your shoulder who taps his feet and impatiently asks, "are you ready yet?"
This is just the first level of difficulty.
Once you have mastered the skill of selective hearing, you must then learn focus.
This is done by learning to deal with mini people clinging to your legs, screaming your name, and even biting your toes in an attempt to divide your focus.
If they are successful and you burn your neck, you will bear the mark of your failure as you venture forth only to hear people snicker behind your back as the word "hicky" is whispered.
Indeed, this is an art that takes years to master.
But even then the curling iron is only as good as the the hands that use it in combination with the hairspray that turns your smooth counter top into a rough surface upon which you can sharpen your kitchen knives.
All this is done in an effort to conquer the hairy enemy.
Batman put of a good fight alright. He gave it his all. He tried and he tried.
But in the end, the one solid truth that has ultimate power in the dividing force between the conqueror and the conquered stood between him and ultimate victory.
He is male.
For woman alone has the power and skill to wield the mighty curling iron.
No children were injured in the creating of this post. The curling iron was off. Do no call social services. You will only end up looking foolish.