Obsessive Compulsive
I'm curious in what order you're going to complete your goals?
1) Kill Michael Keaton in a fit of lust-filled rage
2) Finish the Alfred Show
3) Kill Self
... or maybe 1 & 2 flip places.
Seriously, you're turning into that creepy guy that stalked Bjork and eventually killed himself while playing one of her videos on the TV in the background. *pop* bullet through the brain pan. I don't want to see you go down that road.
It's also interesting to see that you're fixated on people who are fairly unattainable. Is this a safety mechanism? Obsess over people you know you won't develop a real relationship with, so you can avoid developing relationships with others who are more available/accessible? The line between you and Alfred starts to blur when you do flashes like these, almost as if you're lifting up the Alfred mask you normally guise your work with, and just showing everyone that this is really what you feel/want/etc. Pickles satisfies one personality, Michael Keaton another, I suppose. I've seen your other tributes to Keaton, and they seem to show lust for him as a caring person, who you then demonize by making him lust after girls with big boobs, raping women, etc. I'm guessing that's how you think he would turn out to be. (IE: something that seems perfect usually ends up less-than-perfect when you get it, sometimes damagingly so).
I'm probably looking way too into these things, perhaps to the point where I'm just trying to dig up something. I guess it's because there's obviously something deeper going on in these flashes, but it's very hard to put a finger sometimes. So, I feel like I'm grasping at straws sometimes, trying to rationalize and make sense of the deeper parts.
Some people play chess. I watch your flashes. Same difference.