The mighty 15

[glacier_kitty]

It's Ryan's 15th birthday today...I hope he has a good birthday haha

I had a dream I graduated high school and then aliens took over the earth...it was like I was in a sci-fi movie..


Harry: [Sidling up to MARY JANE]: You know, many spiders wear camo to their self-defence classes
Mary: Wow! That's so cool!
Harry: I know. I read it in Abstracts of the Meeting of American Generals for Microwave Biology

Peter: Go web!
Peter's web: ...
Peter: Go go gadget web-shooter!
Peter's web: ...
Peter: Open sesame!
Peter: SHOOT, D*MN YOU!
Peter's web: ...
Peter: What was I doing the first time it happened?
[MARY JANE saunters by with her lunch tray in bodacious slo-mo...]
Peter's web: *shoots across the street and punches through three windows*

After a Marvel Comics artist PETER sketches several costume ideas, he practices web-slinging on a can of Dr Product Placement and wrecks his room in the process
Aunt May: Peter! What's going on in there?
Peter: Uh...nothing, Aunt May! Don't come in, I'm not dressed!
Aunt May: Your room isn't covered in sticky white emissions, is it?
Peter: ...No
Aunt May: Yeah. I'm washing his sheets the red-hot second he leaves this house

J. Jonah Jameson: [flipping through PETER'S photos]: Mondo crao, super crap, ubercrap! Take 'em somewhere else! No, I'll give you two hundred! No, I'll give you three hundred! Okay! Okay? Okay. But you don't have a job here! In fact, don't show your face here again! And bring me more pictures!

[MARY JANE, soaking wet in her chiffon tank top, leans over and kisses SPIDER-MAN upside-down, and a million preteen boys spontaneously enter puberty]

Some blonde woman: MY BABY'S IN THERE GET MY BABY MY BABY'S IN THERE MY BAABYYY! SAVE MY BAAABYYYY!
Some fireman: Can't...save baby...brain leaking out...through ears...
Spider-Man: I'll save your baby!
Some cop: Stop! We're here to arrest you, Spider-Man, for heroism without a licence!
Some blonde woman: NOOOOO MY BABY'S IN THERE MY BAAABYYY! SAAAAAAVE MY BAAAABYYYY!
Some cop [clutching ears]: D*mn woman! Go, Spidey, go!
[After the building explodes in a fireball and the BLONDE WOMAN levels half the neighborhood with her shrieking, SPIDER-MAN emerges with a small bundle]
Some woman: NOOOOOOOOOOOO! MY BAAAAABYYYY!
Spider-Man: YOUR BABY'S FINE, WOMAN!
Some brunette chick: Oh my God, there's a Wilhelm Scream still up there!
Wilhelm Scream: AHHNOOOOOO!


Today's Latin: diabolus me coegit peccare (the devil made me do it)

"Skies of war, skies of peace, who will answer when you weep? I remember you like a child, you were fair in my arms as I walked through the flames of our love"--"Garden of Lamentation," Virgin Steele