"Hey, speaking of butts..."
Speaking of? She does realise that the last time we spoke was more than a month ago, right?
"Shhhh! She's talking about our ass again, it's bound to be good. Right?"
I do hope so...
"I'm not here to talk about your butt, Wade, but–"
She's not?
Awwww...
"Shaddap, italics and bold. I was going to introduce you to this amazing piece of art, featuring mature ratings, butts, and hilarity. But since you guys don't seem very enthusiastic, maybe I should forget it..."
"NO! It was them, not me! I would very much like to see this fantastically amazingly scrumtilicious piece of art! Pretty please?"
Aaaaandd... here comes the puppy eyes.
And the kneeling and begging.
"Oh, well... I suppose so, since you're asking so nicely."
*pop!*
Woah! Where'd that come from?
Why do we care? IT'S A HOLO PROJECTOR!
"...If you're trying to impress me with your fancy-nancy skillz, ma'am, you are failing. Deadpool is not impressed. In the slightest. Nope! Totally not caring that you can just conjure uber-cool gizmos out of nowhere."
"Well, if you're going to be like that..."
"Wait! No! I didn't mean it! I was being sarcastic! My brain was temporarily taken over by this meanie alien mind-control thing! Please show us the art?"
"Oh, you are so cute, Wade."
Again with the 'cute'? This woman has a fixation with the word or something.
"Hush, stop insulting the lady when she's about to show us some butt!"
"Thank you, Wade. Anyways. Upcoming, we have... DOMIC'S BUTT SHOW!"
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THE END(?)
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For those of you who have not yet encountered the amazing video by Domics on YouTube aptly titled "Butts", go there, search it up, and bask in the glory of butts. NAO.
Then you shall understand what this was all about. (And why Wade is currently crying. The poor dear!)
-The Author.