Play that again, hot stuff... Mr. Eyepatch, Can I have your phone number? Because I will totally have your Babies Okay, so I've been in New Orleans stalking following Iron Man and his merry band of Zombie killers and while I was periously risking my hide for the amusment of the world I came across the Witch and some big black guy with an eyepatch. I think he's a military man. Mmm... men in uniforms. (EDIT: His name is Nick Fury. He's a GENERAL. *shivers* SO HOT!)
(1:30)Anyway, they were on a roof taking pot shots at zombies and singing along with some awesome songs when the ever hormone rising Iron Man shows up.
(2:24)And just a little after he shows up (not sure if you can hear it over the gun fire) Mr. Eyepatch starts preaching to the undead hordes (I think that was my grandfather he just shot! No wait... nvm)
(3:59)This continued until they started talking about the breached water line. Seriously? Flooding New Orleans? Not cool. But since that was boring, I did us all a favor and shot a comparison of Mr. Eyepatch and Iron Man's butts. Because we all should have the privilege of grabbing something that juicy at least once in our life. It's a publice service.
(5:43)Wanda leaves our heroes alone to battle the zombie hordes, who seem to want them as badly as I do.
(6:03)And here is the moment I decided I wanted this man's babies. It's hard to hear over all the gunfire, music and zombie moaning, but he orders Iron Man to SHOOT HIS ARM OFF. And when Iron man does, he DOESN'T MAKE A SOUND
(6:23)Let's play that again, slower and with the slightly more epic soundtrack of Ride of the Valkyrie. God that is a sexy man.
(6:55)Back to reality, Iron Man gets them out of that hell hole and I get myself away before the zombies spot me.