• Ming

    Pathetic Earthlings, who can save you now?

    • Merciless!

      • Ming

        Indeed. Whilst Von Doom launders his bathrobe, I readily shake my regal fist, scowl, gloat and crush the puny Earthlings beneath mine booted heel. Mark my words using all manner of ungodly highlighters and flourescent pens which quickly fadeth to urine-tones… your planet will quiver at my wrath and suffer such soul-rending excruciations that all your kind will beg for tortures of the kind imaginable… SO SPAKETH THE BALD AND MOUSTACHIOED MASTER OF ALL!!!

  • Ming

    Used “kind” twice. Sloppy megalo-imperialist-speak. It should read “all of your RACE will beg”, etc. Or something to that effect.