Until now. 

That’s right.  I’m in the movies, baby. And I'm not talking about Van Wilder's attempt to tarnish my reputation. I'm talking about what's going on right here... at WhatWouldDeadpoolDo.com (WWDD for short) movies get what was always missing. The Merc with the Mouth.

I’m working with a heck of a team.  They’re talented, creative, and few.  There’s only two of them (which puts me in a better position to argue for a raise, which is difficult to begin with being I'm not making any money). And they’re smart, too.  Of all the characters they could’ve misappropriate I must say they chose the best one.  There's this one guy Sean, he's the one who concocts  (heh) the plots and tales that throw yours truly into the mix. He's the mastermind behind the glory that is WWDD. He writes me up and lays me out. Then there's this guy Jake... a real wanker if I may say so myself. Thinks he's sooooo funny though he couldn't hold a candle to me in a "yo mamma" battle. Jake is the one that throws it all together by blatantly stealing copywrited images from all over the place without any permission and throws them in a blender to create pages that you see.

Well, well, well, if it isn't Sean.

Suit yourself.  Any croissants left?