“Here’s the thing. Someone—probably a guy with a goatee who owns too many leather chairs—uploaded a bootleg of my latest adventure. No 4K, no chimichanga-fueled commentary track, and worst of all… they cut my post-credits dance number.”
Deadpool leans in, his mask crinkling as if he’s grinning. Behind him, explosions paint the sky in shades of orange and bad CGI. deadpool moviesda
The site’s admin—a shadowy figure named —appears on a floating screen. “You can’t do this, Deadpool! This is chaos!” “Here’s the thing