Rubber Chickens & Redemption Stigma

Deadpool

Oh great, the walking sin detector finally found my browser history.

Stickman

EXCUSE ME, THAT'S A LOT OF SIN.

Mistress

Your sins are... unique. Even demons fear whatever's in those pouches.

Deadpool

Hey, those rubber chickens are for EMERGENCIES only!

Stickman

Plot twist: we're the emergencies...!

Deadpool

This is why I can't have nice things... or normal Tuesdays.

Mistress

You carry the sin of... fourth-wall awareness? Even God left that one out of the manual.

Deadpool

So... no holy waterboarding then?

Stickman

*Shapeshifts* Dear God, forgive them for their sins—especially the mercenary who just weaponized poultry.

Mistress

Your sin is impersonating a servant of God with googly eyes. Impressive... But ugly. Change back, please.

Deadpool

New plan: we start a sin-cleansing food truck! Stickman handles marketing, I handle the poultry—

Mistress

Hah... Alright, I'll consider it if you promise to never say 'sin-cleansing' and 'poultry' in the same sentence again.

Stickman

Deal! But I'm keeping the slot machine as my head.