This is a parody of a comercial that use to be on Cartoon Network. I do not own diddlely squat in this fic. It is all (c) of Marvel comics. Okay, start the fic.

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I am Ironman.

I have armor. Not spanpex, nor ripped pants.

My costume is gold over red. Not grean, yellow, nor black.

I am a tech tycoon. Not a photographer.

I am part of the Avengers. Not the X-Men, nor the Fantastic Four.

I have a mustache. Not moldy green hair, an eyepatch, nor a dragon tattoo.

I live in San Francisco. Not New York.

I have electric gloves and rocket boots. Not web shooters, machine guns, nor a sheild.

My specialty is robotic enginiering. Not nuclear physics.

I have a heart disease. Not metal bones, nor radioactive blood.

My enemies are from REAL countries. Not Levaria. Not Genosha.

I fight terrorist and alien dragons. Not skulls, trolls, nor vampires.

And it's ethier Dr. Rhodes or Rhodie. Not Dr. Rhodie.

My name is Tony Starks, and...

I AM IRONMAN!