This month, every Trophy Bomb post is inspired by a drawing from DeviantART.com. Today's piece is inspired by user Freddychick.

HA HA HA! Joker here. Surprised to see me? Well, I’m about to make a blast…

*Building Explodes in the Background*

…on Trophy Bomb today. Tell me, ladies and germs: why so serious? In my recent film, The Dark Joker, I gleefully told the story of my father asking that very question to me, as he mutilated my mother right in front of my eyes. It seems the phrase caught on and has been on t-shirts and the like. However, despite the phrase’s repetition, people are still acting incredibly serious. When “don’t worry, be happy” caught on, everyone smiled and loved it. Well, what do I have to do to get you people to smile? Cut the sides of your mouth?!

Are you worried about the economy? No need. The building I just blew up on Wall St. will end that whole la-dee-da. Global warming? Again, no need to fret. This ice-laser I’m working on with Mr. Freeze should cool Al Gore’s jets. Nervous that I’m going to murder your children? You should be.

…but you should put off those negative emotions for another day. Hey, since these are the last few moments you’re spending as a family, you might as well put a smile on and enjoy them!

Or perhaps you’ve forgotten how to lighten up. After all, there aren’t as many sitcoms on as there used to be. Here are my instructions on how to laugh:

1) Think of your most hated enemy. Is it your angry boss? Your bitter ex-girlfriend? A certain super-zero named BATMAN?! Get a clear visual in your mind.

2) Now think of him or her walking home at night, in the dark streets of Gotham… alone.

3) Your enemy says, “boy, I sure hate [Your Name] and wish he was dead.”

4) I come out of the shadows and jab a rubber chicken knife into his stomach.

You should be laughing like crazy now. At least, you’d better be.

Now that you remember how to laugh, join me! Put on that clown make-up and go batshit insane – pun intended! Wipe out all the boring bankers, the gloomy gravediggers and the surly superheroes. “Why so serious” is not a rhetorical question. You either start smiling, or I will shoot you in the face.

*BANG* (It’s a toy gun that pops out a flag)

…like this.

*BANG* (Turns out, the gun actually works as a real gun too)

I’ll just draw a smile on your face with blood. Problem solved.

(Special thanks to Amanda for finding the picture.)