dearlord we have an unkillable zombie that craves brains chimichangas and boucy women quick lure him into the nearest mexican place that is run by nakedplayboy women thhat will cure him and we can party (by we i mean those who don't get shot r stabbed by wade at front door
Nah. Will completely fine, well most of us, some us maybe, actually I might kill everyone but Deadpool. More playboy bunnies for us! Actually wait to clearify everyone but Deadpool and the playboy bunnies. And they serve us... CHIMICHANGAS!! Yeah!
Eh... I take after a friend who loves Deadpool. Ergo I take after Deadpool. Actually I might need a flow chart to explain. Wait, it's as difficult as rocket science. I'll need a rubber ducky, 40 scientist, and plutonium. Wait that's to make nukes. I'm sorry, chimichanga? Wait, I don't have any. Wanna here play dead or alive with my arm pit?
i am acutaly deadpool incarnate so if you want to play stabby stabby lets play you bring the neighbors and i will bring the knives oh what fun we will have we could also play trip blind al down the stairs i love that game
Hm. No I am Deadpool, or his best friend at least. Actually no, I am part of his split personality. And I have a better game. It's called "let's shove my Katanas up hulks nostrils and see who he smashes first." Then I'll have a chimichanga. No ten chimichangas and I'll invite a supermodel, no 20 supermodels while I watch you get smashed by hulk.