Deadpool had a turkey leg and a marathon of ANTM. The one with that bland and boring Nicole. Ugh.

He had wanted Kim, the saucy lesbian to win.

"They just hate redheads," He told Max, picking off some meat to hand to the fox. "It's true."

[[OOC: Open!]]

It was Thanksgiving.

And Deadpool had a vat of hot oil ready for some frying.

This can't end well for anyone.

At least he wasn't wearing a pilgrim costume, though. That would get awkward. Not to mention it was insanely flammable.

Wee OCD!