*drops the mic*
*scrambles around trying to pick up the mic*
*other guy covering my mic in butter*
“what’s you’re biggest weakness?”
“sorry i couldn-”
I CANT CONTROL MY VOLUME
[dogs around campfire]
*flashlight on face* and when I came back without the ball it was in his hand the whole time
[me on my death bed after being trampled at a one direction concert]
please tell people it was auto erotic asphyxiation
spiderman: bitten by spider
green hornet: bitten by green hornet
gambit: bitten by a gam
magneto: bitten by magnetic toe
mario: what’s in this risotto?
me: mushroom, you’re not allergic?
mario: *grows to like 20 feet*
[fleeing the bank we just robbed]
accomplice: play it cool this time, okay?
me: GOD I HATE CRIME YOU GUYS
police officer: alright he’s clear