[Filtered to the Legion of Doom, Edward Nigma, and pretty much everyone he's contacted in regards to
this post]
I think our friend Nigma has, once again, neglected to consider the finer points of telepathy...as, perhaps, all of you may have. Namely, if he's asking you all for ways to defeat a telepath, then he doesn't have any now. So he's
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[Incidentally, he's thinking of pie. Not the number, the actual food. With bananas and cream. God, he's hungry right now, who does he have to kill to get a decent pie around here? Because he'll do it! Maybe he'll head back to that diner, that waitress babe's pies might have tasted like garbage, but seeing as how Deadpool's eaten actual garbage before, he doesn't mind as long as it's a hottie serving it to him. Hey, waste not, want not, right? Just goes to show even more what bastards clowns are, throwing around perfectly good pies into each others' faces while there were starving mercenaries around!
Because seriously, man. Fuck clowns. Fuck. Clowns.]
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