doot doot
Thanks!
I am crying, this is so funny
my little cousin confidently declared that mother nature had a counterpart named daddy electric and i feel like this concept needs to be explored
and yet the world is silent…
Look, your blog is now signed by MCR.
-my little sister
I'm not fully sure what's going on here but I think I slightly love it.
I'm glad ppl on tiktok are doing ok
I don’t understand how it’s so funny but it is.😂
Stephen: I can’t believe you forgot your phone.
Tony: Yeah. I hope Peter liked the shirt I got him yesterday. Oh, he called.
Friday: You have 17 new messages.
Tony: What?!
Friday: Message 1.
Peter: Hey Mr. Stark, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Ned can’t drive and I ran Shuri's car into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
Shuri: You still owe me for that.
Peter: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. Cars are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
Ned: [Snoring]
Peter: Ned, you’re up! Talk to you later, Mr. Stark!
Friday: End of Message.
Tony: I’m not listening to all of these.
[skips to the last message]
Friday: Message 17.
Peter: Oh my god, is he dead?! Why did you put him in the car?!
MJ: It’s Flash, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
Shuri: Peter, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
Peter: Shuri, shut up! Mr. Stark, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Mr. Stark, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Mr. Stark!
MJ: Peter, eyes on the road!
Ned: TRUCK!
All: [Screaming]
Friday: End of message.
Tony and Stephen: [stare at the phone in horror]
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