Fair enough. The King will consider reasonable advice.
Help, help, I’m being repressed!
Nah, trust me, you’ll know REAL repression when you see it!
-Lumpy, Royal Enforcer.
YEEESSSSSSSS! All those minutes of preparation and setting things just so are starting to come to fruition, this shall be my magnus opus garnering rousing fomenting and instigating the recognition ot deserves in the performance art world, right along side inciting
Hey, guestchaz, if you want performance art, check out the tiger stripes on the golden retriever!
~VOW
The King smiles at the amusing behavior of his court.
King. King. Ki-ii-n-gg. KING! Are you listening?
Who is in-charge of the suggestion box? It’s overflowing. And, no, they are not all from me.
You are hereby granted your ocelot, or whatever it is you’re asking for.
It’s a satrap.
All ships take evasive action
<evil giggle>
Oooh. I like that! Thank you!
See how that squeaky wheel works? That and whining.
One tiny little thing, I swear this is it. Due to my ever enlarging family of felines a gift card to Pet Smart would be nice.
I like impressions as much as the next person, but that definitely ain’t no Rich Little.
Here, lemme try one…ahem
[Emperor Palpatine-Darth Sidious]Your feeble skills are no match for the power of the Dark Side[/Emperor Palpatine-Darth Sidious]
Woo-hoo! They made me Duke! They made me Duke!
ahem
:: Imperial solemnity ::
On this most august occasion, even though it’s only April, I hereby declare to my loyal subjects in the Greater Toronto Area, that sanity now reigns, and we will get moving on all those desperately-needed social projects, starting with subways, homes for the homeless, and better signage in Union Station.
[sub] %$%^ this ‘reigns but does not rule’ nonsense. I’m duke now. I’m gonna rule.[/sub]
Looky here, Sunspace there’s no money in the royal coffers for crap like that. I need cat meat. Quickly.
Aaaahhh beck noooo!
Don’t put the kitties in the stew!
I’ll be good! I promise! I’ll call off all the lackeys, and disturbers of the peace, just please, don’t turn Fluffy into stew!
No, no you misunderstand. I need meat to FEED the cats. I feel like a cartoon were I’m beginning to look like an animated ham or chicken to them. It’s getting a bit scary.
Oh!
Oh, well in that case, I saw a lump somewhere up thread, I think it was labeled stew, or stu…no…enforcer, yeah, a big old lump of enforcer stu, er stew meat.
<gleeful chortle> Man if this works…it’ll be an evilly comedic classic
OK ALL YOU SLACK JAWED LACKEYS AND DISTURBERS OF THE PEACE, GET BACK TO WORK, BREAK TIME IS OVER
BTW, beck, I think there’s something about this thread, cause when I’m here I am a cartoon…just sayin
It animates me, I know that much. Wish I had a slide whistle and a kazoo for sound effects.
*"April 4 is the Feast of the King’s Left Earlobe.
When a feast to honor King iiii was first mooted, his adoring subjects protested on the grounds that the King’s awesomeness was too great to be confined to a mere single feast day. It was therefore decreed that each day of the year would be set aside to praise and celebrate a different specific body part of the King, thus allowing for full public appreciation of all parts of His Royal Resplendence. For example, June 8 is the Feast of the King’s Left Nostril, while October 14 is the Feast of the King’s Spleen. The only exception is the entire month of August which is dedicated to the King’s Genitals, it being chosen due to it being one of the longest and hottest months."*