You never know what you’re going to run into when you’re the Merc with the Mouth. You’re equally likely to fight an evil lifeguard, Wolverine or even Abraham Lincoln…“Hey, guys! Deadpool here. Just wanna say, before you go hating me for destroying the guy who freed the slaves and all that jazz, the guy was an undead zombie at this point, okay? I was hired by S.H.I.E.L.D. to do it. It was legit. And I kicked that guy’s—”Thanks, Deadpool. We’ll take it from here. Anyway, Deadpool has faced off against a lot of crazy people, is what we’re saying, so it makes sense that he’s used a lot of weapons over the years. And they’re all neatly stored in his satchel for easy…“Just wanna point out, this satchel is more than just a bag to lug stuff around in. It’s magic, you see? It can make me anything I wish for. Anything. You don’t believe me? Fine, wise guy, I’ll prove it. What do you want? Do you want a giant purple fire-breathing bunny rabbit? Okay, I’ll get you one. Hold on…”That’s really not necessary, thanks. We’re afraid we can’t offer you a magic satchel like Deadpool’s, but we do have this nifty Deadpool Weapon Accessory Kit. It comes with two katana, two sai and and a backpack with slots for each weapon. There’s even room for a chimichanga or two…“Really? Great! ’Cuz I’m starving and I could really…”Shut up, Deadpool.