Hmmm, my army of Chinese Sweatshop workers are inserting mind control transmitters in all the Nike footware we're currently making. Ha, tomorrow belongs to me... wait, where have I heard that before?
I have replaced my mutant-robotic otters with regular, run of the mill cyber-otters... 10-foot tall, exploding cyber-otters... with lasers for eyes... and I'll go and lie down now.
Oh, and BWAHAHAHAHAHA (again)
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Food, Slave, Telvanni ~ Take your pick. The Coalition of Evil Geniuses: Overlord of Boom
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