Sokka strolled into Deadpool's office. "Hey there, old fart!" he said, by way of greeting. "Care for a rematch? Ten bucks says it takes you at least five minutes to pound me into the ground."
"Since when have you needed money to beat me up?" Sokka countered. He sighed again, more dramatically this time. "I guess I'll just leave you to your girly TV shows, then."
Sokka shrugged and asked the important questions, which remarkably enough had only changed slightly in 20 years. "Is she naked? Or a ninja? Does her forehead explode?"
Sokka strolled into Deadpool's office. "Hey there, old fart!" he said, by way of greeting. "Care for a rematch? Ten bucks says it takes you at least five minutes to pound me into the ground."
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