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Posted by Deadpool
on 9/20/2008, 9:48 pm
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Present Day New York
Deadpool is sitting down watching tv while sirens are blaring outside. He starts channel surfing to find something interesting. About the local economy crisis why not, He then turns up the volume.
“The economy crisis? What do people have to say about it? Well first of all the guy sitting in the chair is doing nothing. The guys who run the country aren’t doing anything. So who is? Hahaha nobody is the people are trying there hardest to stay alive to stay away from poverty, Drugs, mortgages, loans, college, poor pay, the price of gas. I mean people I could going on and on for days. Well that’s all the time I have today see u tomorrow on the Glenn Beck show.”
Deadpool then turns the tv off and goes to get a beer out of the fridge. He starts searching… Damnit- no- beer.
“Why does it always happen after I watch the show AHHH.”
“Hey stop your whining!” Deadpool then turns his head towards the couch where he sees a miniature of himself… Widdle Wade.
“Would you shut up! What does it take to get you to shut up.”
“I don’t know but I really think the guy on that show has a point you know?”
“Was I talking about him?”
“You were earlier.”
“You’re so lucky that you’re just like me.”
“Why is that?”
“Because if I shoot your arm off it comes right back like a Bit##.”
“Yes it does.” They then both turn around and look at the door as the mail man drops the mail off. Deadpool then walks out to the door flips off the mail man and grabs his mail. Walking back inside he notices that for some odd reason that there was a coded message.
“Huh the last time I got a letter from them is when I had to pay a fine for destroying one of their ships. Wade Wilson A.K.A Deadpool you have been selected for a special assignment. Yes you do get reimbursed for your services.” The message continued on as to where and when he was to meet.
“Hey big man what was that about?”
“Junk mail another fine I have to pay, but this time I have to meet them in person.”
“Must have had been pretty bad.”
“Oh I thought they wouldn’t bill me for it. Well I’m goin out of town now take care of the place now. I’ll send some peeps over for ya if you get bored.” Deadpool then walks out the door and goes to the LAX airport.
Widdle Wade smiled and waved as Deadpool walked out. Then he chuckled and cracked open the beer he had been hiding behind his back. “What a moron.”
TBC…EVEN IF YOU DON’T WANT IT TO BE!
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