Hola mes amigos, from the casa de Deadpool! Or...somethin'? Yeah, I never really learned Spanish. Well actually I did, on that one job in Costa Rica, but I think that part'a my brain's re-generamacating right now. So all I can say is: vete a tomar por culo! Which means "good ta see all you feebs again." ...I think. An' it IS good ta see you - ' ( Read more... )

I CALL SHENANIGANS.

Just when I was about ta celebrate my lil old journal havin' FIFTY WHOLE READERS now (hello, readers!), I find out someone else out there in LJ land is claimin' to be me. What's up with this, yo? I didn't even know I hadda stake my claim. MAN. Every time I look around, some yutz is pretendin' t'be cool like 'Pool. Whyizzat? I ( Read more... )

Holy hillbillies in a high-rise, my small but fierce crowd of fantastic fans! Have we ever been having some adventures over here! Sorry you’ve had to endure a few sad, lonely days without my wonderfully whimsical and winning quick wit, but hey, masterminding a plan to steal the most essential part of a superhero’s costume EVER takes dedicated, time ( Read more... )

Jumpin’ Jack on a beanstalk, my magnificent little matzos! It’s been so busy around here I haven’t had a minute of me-time, but I’ve been waitin’ and waitin’ to tell you the news, and I just can’t wait any more ( Read more... )

GUESS WHAT, my brilliant and beloved bratwursts? The Agency just got another job!!! And you’ll never guess who hired us this time. Go on, guess. Guess! Give up? OK, I’ll tell ya:

IRON MAN!

Yes, that’s right, the Man of Iron himself has just called our humble little office to hire ME, badass merc that I am, to carry out a job of international ( Read more... )