"Ugh, I don't know anymore tuba jokes, but that's okay when it's a joke of an instrument," Raph said, getting up off his stool and walking over to his bed, flopping onto it and picking up one of several comic books piled on his blanket. "It kinda tells its own insulting jokes just by existing."
He picked up a pulpy looking one called "Journey into Mystery" and started reading it upside down, briefly lifting it up to look at what Nico was doing, before lowering it to read again.
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"Ugh, I don't know anymore tuba jokes, but that's okay when it's a joke of an instrument," Raph said, getting up off his stool and walking over to his bed, flopping onto it and picking up one of several comic books piled on his blanket. "It kinda tells its own insulting jokes just by existing."
He picked up a pulpy looking one called "Journey into Mystery" and started reading it upside down, briefly lifting it up to look at what Nico was doing, before lowering it to read again.
"So what's with the sewing?"