Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Weeks of Fiendish Plotting... Gone

One! Two! Three! Sleep!

After nearly two months planning a hostile takeover of the Frozen Lower Blogosphere following the invasion of Fakiegrind, our plans have made a slight detour. Apparently, the lesser known character "Karl the Sorcerer" decided to make himself a more prominent figure over at the FLB and bravely suggested a bipartisan peace summit. This, combined with the Fakie Agents' ability to communicate from the afterlife, have seriously hampered our ebil... wait, evil. I meant evil, with a "v."

Because "Evil" is Evil Bob Dole's middle... make that first name.

But all is not lost, fellow hypnotists. Karl, as a sorcerer, is immune to hypnotism. But that doesn't mean we can't cast an obliviation charm on him! And thanks to Maskatron's new laser-guided utility belt, we can do just that... it'll be like having someone on the inside...

*snaps fingers*


Blogger Gyrobo said...

Try as you might, you'll never break up the summit! You-

what- where am I?!

9:25 PM  
Blogger Non-Xister said...

Ha Ha Ha! The Sleep of Ages prevails once again!

6:51 AM  
Blogger Maskatron said...

Enough gloating, recently-blinded Xister chump! No longer will I serve as your robotic strongarm, your bionic lacky.

Now that you have lost your sight and your Scrying Spoon, and your re-animated consort Spirella guards the Silence of the Crypt--now that your power is broken, you will serve Maskatron!

And what I want more than anything right now is some old Brie cheese.

8:02 AM  
Blogger Bathroom Hippo said...


*reaches deep into his trousers*


*pulls out the stale diet root beer of one thousand years......aims.....and...*

*watches in amazement as a giant blue thing named xister jumps infront of the spray*

*runs like a coward*

7:41 PM  
Blogger Bob Dole said...

Someone stole Bob Dole's Root Beer.

I will need urine samples. Not in the face please.

7:44 PM  
Blogger Gyrobo said...

Anonymi, I banish you forevermore!

5:56 PM  

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