My name is Miles Morales. I’m Brooklyn’s one and only Spider-Man. And things are going great.
Okay, maybe not so great.
So let’s do this one more time…
Imagine making yourself appear like a bunch of little baby crayon scribbles just to make someone look like a real bad monster guy while he's doing something for the greater good.
I m a g i n e.
“Ooh, Discount Dracula’s got jokes. Did Lyla write that for you, too? Maybe she can whip up an official ‘Multiverse’s Loneliest Cult Leader’ award next—you’ve earned it, gramps.”
Okay Spider-Man, you gotta get a valentines gift that says we’re cool, and I’m okay with cool, but it’d be cool if you wanted to be more than cool because I’m cool with being more than cool too.
It’s go time.
To: ALL STAFF
Fr: M. O'Hara
Subject: Baseball
Please be advised that any and all forms of BASEBALL is now banned from HQ, effective immediately,
Management appreciates your dedication to complying with all HQ rules and regulations.
Thanks,
— M. O'Hara