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Whatever the Joker does, it is always spontaneous, unconstrained, and on impulse. With the permanent smile fixed in place, like the convivial thick gloss of lipstick, a mixture of malice, humorous pleasure and insanity, he moves without a real thought forming, or a plan building and moving like a ticking clock. There are no reasons, no motives, and nothing gained at the end for all the horrors he performs.

At the end of it all, it really comes down to how ugly the world really is, how everyone is crazy, a freak, and nothing but ugly people. When he blows up a bus full of people, or robs a bank, there are no reasons for his his actions. He doesn't care for money, nor power or control. Not really.

He is insane. Insane. Insane. Insane.

But to him he robs, murders, bullies, and hurts to stop himself from going mad, because it is the only form of pleasure and enjoyement he can get. Why spend your life working, marrying, having kids, and doing nothing but the same things as if you were repeatedly moving around a roundabout?

You just need to smile once in awhile. Because you won't get out alive otherwise.

The Joker see's life as nothing but one big game. Just like the board game. Because you never know what space you're going to land on and what you'll do.

Spontaneous, unconstrained, and impulsion.

Just smile and laugh. Because everyone is crazy and a freak.

''Like me'' he says.