by Daniel Way, Paco Medina
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Synopsis:
The Merc with a Mouth is back, even deadlier and more deranged than before! The planet has been invaded by Skrulls, everything's gone topsy-turvy... but, in Deadpool's world, that just means it's Monday! Crazy times call for crazy men, but c'mon, this guy's insane! Like it or not, Deadpool may be the only person on the planet who can save us... but who's to say he wants to?
I’m going to tell you a story (aren’t you lucky) : there was a time in my life when I was an arrogant bastard genuinely thought that I had a great sense of humor.
I knooooow. Girl gotta see the truth now.
But let’s stay focused, alright? So. That time, long long ago. God, such a good time. I could make fun of these silly, ridiculous French movies whose “jokes” (we’re gonna need the quotations marks at this point) either appalled me or … WELL, I won’t talk about those I still don’t understand (shout out to French readers here : Asterix new movies like really guys, really, in which world are they necessary really). I could also laugh at every TSTL moment in horror movies (I miss those, actually).
I really liked the HAHAHAHAHAHA NOPE bubble I built to myself. Sometimes I even shared it with fellow great-sense-of-humor people (alright, my boyfriend).
I am sorry to have to inform you that this time is forever over, because I read Deadpool: Secret Invasion, and I LOVED it. I have no shame.
I laughed like a maniac at this –
They wiiiiiiiiill *giggles*
and also that –
(don’t ask, I don’t knoooooow)
and yeah, I might have laughed at that too –
I loved Deadpool: Secret Invasion, when really, the whole thing is relatively plotless (excuse me : episodly driven), repetitive and gratuitously violent. Yet I want more, and if not for the fact that every woman must have a 100D (not that there’s something wrong with big breasts or sexy outfits per se, OF COURSE, I just felt like women were objectified this way, and I don’t like it, sue me) it would be a full five because trust me, when June comes, I’m so freaking tired that nothing works.
The moral being : My sense of humor sucks.
BF : Or perhaps you should sleep more than 4 hours a night.
OKAY. OR THAT.
I still don’t like Taxi, Mickael Young, Cyril Hanouna, Christian Clavier, etc etc…. (French will KNOW).
*shudders*
I may not have changed that much after all.