See, this was what Reno got for taking the weasel for a walk. He got to run into Deadpool, being... insane.

...

So, this was really just a normal day, for him, wasn't it?

"Look, man, I'm not gonna stop you or nothin', but I gotta let you know before you get too far? It's only Wednesday, yo."

Mako honked his agreement and performed a war dance at Deadpool's foot. Well, maybe it wasn't agreement. Maybe he just had no idea what to make of all those yeahs.

Well, that was a dubious new distinction, for Reno. He made a bit of a face, pointing at himself with an eyebrow raised.

"Man, you gotta be kiddin', yo."

This was karma getting him back for the ham coffee, wasn't it? The ham coffee, and lighting this shit on fire at the radio station on Saturday. Karma, stop being a dick.

Look, Reno had seen the video. Deadpool Black here was welcome to take any seat that wasn't already occupied by the ass of a twelve year old. Because this bus was a convertible, and there wasn't a single person riding in it who was old enough to drive.

"... Yeah, you ain't stoppin' for nothin', are you?"

Reno should have run away. Reno was more than fast enough to bid a quick retreat.

Reno had also pulled out his phone and dialed himself, though. This sucker was going to cut to his voicemail so that he could keep it forever. Suck it, Friday.

"Partyin', partyin', yeah," Reno mumbled, smirking and rolling his eyes. He had to hand it to Deadpool. At least when he got himself a gremlin bite, he got himself an earwormy one.

... And there was no possible way to sound worse than Rebecca Black and her autotuner, so that helped somewhat.

"Which," Reno intoned helpfully, "ain't for another few days."

Just in case you were keeping track, here.

Seriously, the ferret was doing more dancing than you, Deadpool. And he was tripping over his own floppy, weaselly feet.

As you do.

... So help him, Reno was kind of starting to sway along, too.

Friday was especially awesome on Wednesdays, when you still had half the friggin' week to get through, first. It was scientific fact, Deadpool.

Science.

"It's Wednesday, Wednesday,
wrong damn song for Wednesday..."

What?

"At least we're passin' halfway
to the weekend, weekend..."

And look, no autotune!

The italics didn't make it any more Friday than it was this morning!

"Yesterday was Tuesday, Tuesday,
Today is Wednesday, Wednesday."

HE WAS GOING TO ARGUE THIS ONE.

Because he had absolutely nothing better to be doing with his Wednesday evening than this, Deadpool.

Really, Reno couldn't win, could he?

He sighed, giving his head a shake. He was going to just give in, but, of course, that was when the little green thing came darting from the bushes to give him a good, hard bite on the ankle.

"GODSDAMMIT."

That wasn't part of the song, for the record.

HE WAS ALREADY WELL EDUCATED IN THESE THINGS.

You could tell by the way he was singing along, now.

Or, rather, randomly rapping.

"R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin’ in the front seat- In the front seat,
In the back seat- In the back seat,
I’m drivin’, cruisin’, Yeah, yeah,
Fast lanes, switchin’ lanes."

Reno wasn't dancing either, for the record. But he was making the ferret do a pretty impressive steering wheel impression.

"Wit’ a car up on my side- Woo!
C’mon, Passin’ by is a school bus in front of me,"

Probably the school bus convertible that was being driven by twelve-year-olds. That was just about the amount of sense that this whole thing was making, now. Probably the most sense being made at the moment was from Mako, who was trying to chew a hole through Reno's thumb in an effort to make a bid for freedom.

"Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream,
Check my time, it’s Friday, it’s a weekend,
We gonna have fun, c’mon, c’mon, y’all!"

All things considered, Reno wasn't a horrible rapper. If you weren't too choosy.

It was totally Monday! It had to be!

"Partyin', partyin', yeah!
Partyin', partyin', yeah!
Fun, fun, fun, fun,
Lookin' forward to the weekend!"

The lyrics were so complex. It was a wonder either of them could follow along.

"Partyin', partyin' yeah!
Partyin', partyin' yeah!"

The ferret hadn't been bitten too, but that wasn't going to stop Mako from honking, loudly, in protest.

It was possible that he sounded better than Reno and Deadpool Black.