Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Minions #90 - Unscripted
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Don't miss the latest reality programming from your Minion Master, following the usual commercial rerun...
While waiting for your impending doom, shop:
THE MINION'S LAIR OF MERCHANDISE
"Where all our customers are satisfied, because those are the ones we allow to live!"
NUMBER TWO'S HOUSE OF NAUGHTY
(Oh, come on. You know you want to be naughty!)
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*Actually, we're just going to send Minion Number Two and he's just going to bruise the little tyke's face with his gas-mask. This, however, is still better than being kissed by the candidate.)
An unscripted message from your Fearless Leader:
Uh, is this thing on? Hi, mom! Testing one, two, three,
Hoo needs ritters anyways? All thay doo is rite the skrips. Qualatay mooves and telavizion kums frum Gaud, 2 thu direkor, tu the aktor, two U. Thiss wuz inventad bi thu Frinch. Thay kall it thu "otter theery." Everbaudy nos thiz. Ritters R slitely les impourtant thn thee gye hoo dryves D-livers th pourtabl toylets tu tha lokation. Whoo kneads thym?
Orr az Nummer Won wood sae...
Sea U nxt weak.
Ha, ha! Humor! Actually, most directors are fine and wonderful folk, and their contract is coming up for renegotiation soon too. It's the management and the media corporation who are the issue here. Management. (Special note to Mr. Michael Bay. Please, please, sir, don't bring down and air-strike on my ass!)