'Okay, Pete, here she comes. No more glasses. You're built like a brick house and you have a whole new outlook on life. Yup, this is it. Today's the day she notices yo-aand there she goes.'
Does super awesome Spider-man stuff.
"Wow. Great reflexes."
Sam Raimi’s Spider-Man (2002)
Spider-Man’s first appearance in Amazing Fantasy (Issue 15 1962)
Maybe that hadn’t be such a good idea. In fact, it had been a terrible idea and she really wished she could turn back time and undo that. “Well then why don’t you go and make the best of your return to the city.” Bobbi gestured to the window he had come in from. “Nothing’s stopping you.” And the blonde really did not need him gawking at her. Not in a good way.
"Awe, man. I just got put oout." He let out one sharp bit of laughter and jumped up. "Guess I better do that, then. I’m guessing you’re referring to the vigilante thing, though." Mikey reached into his pocket and pulled out a black sweatercap and pulled it down ontop his head. After sliding it on, he reached into his other pocket and pulled a pair of sunglasses out while making his way to the window. "Yo, it was nice catchin’ up, Morse."
"Not everyone’s a bodacious babe, Mackaroni. I gotta use tactics and play my cards right."
Riiiight, Nah just giving ya a hard time Mikey
"Missed you too, Macklemore. Missed you too.
-Lightly smacks him on the shoulder-
I knew it!!
-Rocks to the side-
"Aaaaaah, don’t overdo it, Big Mack. Your name is the root of soooo many puns."