The Joker versus the DC women

Joker had been in a strange mood lately. His henchmen, even Harley, didn't know what to make of it. He wasn't robbing banks, or planning a way to destroy Batman. In fact, for the last month, he'd done nothing but sit in their amusement park base and watch TV.

He'd been watching comedies, of course. There was a stack of old VHS by the TV ten feet tall. He hardly slept as he watched. Perhaps he was searching for inspiration? No one knew. He hardly slept, red eyes glued to the screen.

Harley watched with him, eager for his company. They were watching 80's screwball comedies and were currently watching Zapped. Harley found it all stupid beyond belief, but watched attentively, not wanting to anger her 'puddin'.

At the moment when the telepathic boy stripped the prom queen, Joker jumped out of his chair.

"You see, this! They don't make movies like this anymore!" He laughed, shocking Harley with his random enthusiasm. He'd hardly spoken for weeks, now he was manic with energy.

"Nobody will make these kind of raunchy comedies anymore!" He ranted. "This is what's missing from the world today, why nothing is as funny as it used to be!"

"Why don't you bring it back?" Harley suggested.

Joker swung on her, manically grinning.

"Harley, you're right!" He laughed. "It's up to me, the greatest comic voice of my generation, to bring back the offensive, raunchy, sexist comedy of the past! Not as a movie, but in real life! And I know just who to do it to!"

He rubbed his hands together eagerly, gears in his twisted head turning.

"Who?" Harley asked, a little worried where this might go.

"The most uptight, serious and sexiest batch of women out there!" He laughed gleefully. "All those super heroines, they're so high and mighty! It will be comedy gold to humiliate them!"