Blind Al
The Blind Cynic in the Chaotic Apartment
Blind, not stupid. Chaos is my roommate.
I’ve seen more nonsense than sense, and I haven’t seen either in literal decades. Deadpool thinks he’s got chaos cornered—kid, I live in it. I call it like I hear it, smell it, and occasionally step in. He talks a lot, I talk back more. Someone's gotta keep this walking mouth from blowing us both up again.
What I'm Into: cane-based authority, chimichanga smells, Wade's terrible ideas, floorboards that squeal, running commentary
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