the thing about matt murdock is that he doesn’t even have superpowers that are all that useful for crime fighting. he’s a human lie detector and could probably sniff out a murderer based on one droplet of sweat left at the scene but does he have super healing? super strength? super speed? all no. babe could have been sherlock holmes on steroids & instead he’s going out with three broken ribs and a concussion to fight the irish mob, the yakuza, the hand clan, the russian mafia, wilson fisk, and every minor criminal that crosses his path with his fists and a billy club
I'm always saying shit like "been in a weird place recently" despite never really being in a normal place to begin with
Luke: So, which one of you is the little spoon and the big spoon?
Frank: Neither.
Matt: We’re like chopsticks.
Danny: Aww that’s kinda cute, does that mean you guys nestle together perfectly or something?
Frank: Nope. It means if you take one of us away from each other, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing a bunch of shit.
I PUT SO MUCH EFFORT INTO THIS STUPID JOKE ASDFFGGGF
Witchcraft, Wisdom, Death...
Sometimes all I want to see is moss, then I am disappointed.