All Shall Fear the Rage of the Marsupials

Buy the bumper sticker. You know you want to. Mwa ha ha ha ha.

Bob the Overlord's Blog
In this for myself since 2004

Tuesday, November 2, 2004

Ah, dawn.

The sun is rising gently over the land. Election volunteers are heading to the polling places.

And so is my army of genetically-enhanced animals. Kangaroos, opossums, wombats, Tasmanian devils. Poised to strike.

All shall fear the rage of the marsupials.

Soon, my army will descend upon the polling places, blocking anyone but me from coming or going, and most especially, from voting. By this evening, my vote will be the only one cast in the entire United States of America. And I shall be President!

Mwa ha ha ha ha.

My plan is perfect. Except for that minor bit about Joe Hero getting hold of the hypnotic animal-training machine, but that's a moot issue now. After all, the machine needs power to run. It's not much use to him when he's trapped in his home, with the power lines cut, and guarded by three hundred of my elite wallaby troops.

He can't even call the power company, because my troops cut his phone line too. And his cable modem, just for good measure. And stepped on his cell phone. And dropped his PDA out the window.

Everything is perfect. Everything is in place. Soon, the world will be mine.

Mwa ha ha ha ha.

Ha ha.

Posted at 6:27 am

  1. Laptops don't need wall power.
  2. You forgot about my neighbors' wireless Internet.
  3. Aren't you forgetting about absentee ballots?

Comment posted by JoeHero on 11/2/2004 at 6:39 am

Aw, shit.

Comment posted by BobTheOverlord on 11/2/2004 at 6:43 am