This is not what I had in mind... |
Behold Titaniafina. |
I will swoop down on my enemies from above, delivering wrath and certain death.
Lizards will fear me. Birds will offer themselves up to me as sacrifice.
Squirrel populations will be decimated.
Voles, moles, and other vermin will vanish from this earth.
Remove this synthetic hair from my precious head immediately!
Great! Now I have been seen. Well... Beaker can probably be trusted to keep his mouth shut. Unlike Cricket.
I will forgive you if you take this off before HE sees it.
Dammit. |
This isn't over, Mother. I demand justice.
I DEMAND YOU MAKE AMENDS.
That will do nicely. |