Sunday, November 19, 2006
Lin calls for help
Oh well after telling the Crow Queen that I'd fix the Nuclear power plant problem. I realised something. Well I didn't realise it Vandal did.
"Arrrk! How are you gonna bring down a Nuclear Power plant. Your just a ditzy synthoid clone of a hollywood actress. Call 1800-henchman." he sqwakwed.
"Stop being sarcastic." I scolded. I'd had enough of that kind of abuse from Mike Warner. After I did this job for the Crow Queen, I'm going to kill Mike.
"No call 1800-4362-4626, its the henchman hotline." explained Vandal.
The bird was right. Whenever Koma was in trouble he'd call Henchman. Hey I wasn't going to call Koma everytime I got into a jam. So I called the Henchman hotline.
ring ring, ring ring.
"Is you lair empty and needs some fillin. We've got the manpower for mobster's, evil geniuses or super villains. Thank you for calling 1800-Henchman, how may I help you."
That took me by surprise. In fact I was quite impressed by the ladies illiteration.
"Umm hi can I talk to Henchman." I asked.
"I'm sorry Mr Abrams is currently on business of a personal nature and cannot be contacted." replied the recpetionist.
"Oh well umm. I'm Lin and I'd like to gain the services of one maybe two of your Henchman." I enquired.
"This is Captain Koma's Lin is it. Are you enquiring on his behalf?" she asked
"No." I corrected. "I'm enquiring on my own half."
"Well for that your going to have to gain an contrator code and fill in a proof of payment form. To do this you should go to the Local Henchman Union office near you." informed the recptionist. "Where are you at the moment?"
"I'm in Barstow, California." I answered.
"Then that would be our Las Vegas chapter the 21. You have an appointment tomorrow at 9am. Thank you for using the Local Henchman Union." And she hang up.
"Vandal," I said as I put the phone on the reciever. "we're going to Vegas."
"Arrrk! Have I told you I do a mean Elvis impersonation." mentioned the bird.
"No." How did know Koma programmed him.
"Well you in for a treat." and with that Vandal swiveled his hips and began. "Bright light city gonna set my soul. Gonna set my soul on fire."
I grabbed his beak.
"Lets just leave the singing to me right now OK"
"mm-mm" muffled Vandal. I let go of his beak. And with a -voip- we were on our way.
"Arrrk! How are you gonna bring down a Nuclear Power plant. Your just a ditzy synthoid clone of a hollywood actress. Call 1800-henchman." he sqwakwed.
"Stop being sarcastic." I scolded. I'd had enough of that kind of abuse from Mike Warner. After I did this job for the Crow Queen, I'm going to kill Mike.
"No call 1800-4362-4626, its the henchman hotline." explained Vandal.
The bird was right. Whenever Koma was in trouble he'd call Henchman. Hey I wasn't going to call Koma everytime I got into a jam. So I called the Henchman hotline.ring ring, ring ring.
"Is you lair empty and needs some fillin. We've got the manpower for mobster's, evil geniuses or super villains. Thank you for calling 1800-Henchman, how may I help you."
That took me by surprise. In fact I was quite impressed by the ladies illiteration.
"Umm hi can I talk to Henchman." I asked.
"I'm sorry Mr Abrams is currently on business of a personal nature and cannot be contacted." replied the recpetionist.
"Oh well umm. I'm Lin and I'd like to gain the services of one maybe two of your Henchman." I enquired.
"This is Captain Koma's Lin is it. Are you enquiring on his behalf?" she asked
"No." I corrected. "I'm enquiring on my own half."
"Well for that your going to have to gain an contrator code and fill in a proof of payment form. To do this you should go to the Local Henchman Union office near you." informed the recptionist. "Where are you at the moment?"
"I'm in Barstow, California." I answered.
"Then that would be our Las Vegas chapter the 21. You have an appointment tomorrow at 9am. Thank you for using the Local Henchman Union." And she hang up.
"Vandal," I said as I put the phone on the reciever. "we're going to Vegas."
"Arrrk! Have I told you I do a mean Elvis impersonation." mentioned the bird.
"No." How did know Koma programmed him.
"Well you in for a treat." and with that Vandal swiveled his hips and began. "Bright light city gonna set my soul. Gonna set my soul on fire."
I grabbed his beak.
"Lets just leave the singing to me right now OK"
"mm-mm" muffled Vandal. I let go of his beak. And with a -voip- we were on our way.
# posted by Synth-Lin @ 10:59 PM 
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Nice to see you showing some initative Lin. Well done and I'm sure the discount will come in handy.
Koma
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Koma
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Oh yeah Mike, I'd like to talk to you about a whole bunch of restraining orders you've been ignoring
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