*Starts tapping his foot as he dresses and bopping hishead to sing along* Someboy call her! Yeah daddy-o! youtu.be/x-wZwnCsNEs

*The funkadelic crook, struts to the sewer opening for the meet up to bust out The Superior Slinger* OW! Well if it isn't MacDonald Gargan! #SSDyingWish

*Grinning* Toilet water? Das nasty daddy-o !#SSDyingWish

// Sure. Pause for her to get back

Define funk

*Finishes tweeking with the medical equipment for The Superior Slinger* Sweet., funck Doc. That'll do it-- #SSDyingWish

*The screen in the lab turns on it own* Uh...what's up with that, Doc? #SSDyingWish

It sure isn't style, daddio! We all know I reign supreme in that. *Nudges Lorina Dodson* You feel me, sugar? #SinisterSyndicate

The Superior Spider-Man. Or at least, that's what he was refering to himself then, daddio. #SinisterSyndicate

I got shot, daddy! He sent the Anti-Spider-Patrol with flamethrowers after The Superior Slinger and myself! It was foul, man. Foul. #SinisterSyndicate

I take that back, /that/ was foul, man. #SinisterSyndicate

Or get burned. Or shot. #SinisterSyndicate

I'm not so sure I want a part of this, ya dig? #SinisterSyndicate

Not to mention, there's only 5 of us, not 6. The Sinister Five sounds pretty wack. #SinisterSyndicate

Did you just mooo at us, daddio? #SinisterSyndicate

Oh. Well, I'm down to boogie. Count me in. #SinisterSyndicate

*Funk music begins to play across the street* OWW! Have mercy, daddio! The party is just getting started! Peter B. Parker youtu.be/gc1mfK6rpH8

*Grabs one arm of Peter B. Parker to drag into the getaway with Frederick Myers Wilbur Day Lorina Dodson Overdrive*

*Enters into another section of the abandoned warehouse with a guitar in hand. He plugs a cord into the speaker and ups the volume*

OW!!! If you can hear me, daddio, this tune is for you! Watch as I take over Mr George Clinton's throne as the new Dr Funkenstein!