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lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-08-08 01:59 am
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-08-08 01:59 am
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[24] Video/Action for Goldenrod - "Hummingbirds Are Illegal Tender."
[Blake is at his desk in his headquarters, with the homemade American flag up on the wall behind him and a Snubbull in sunglasses standing cross-armed to the side. You know this is official, because he has gone to the trouble of combing his hair.
He's not in a tie, though. Fuck ties.]
Ladies, gentlemen, and giant bugs, listen up, because we got us a legal system.
That lawyer with the spiky head drew us up a code. What we have there is some real rules for a society. A court system, none of this crap where everybody gets a couple days picking up trash. I'm sending it out to you now.
[Everyone receiving the broadcast will now receive a copy of what, because Blake couldn't figure out how to change the file name, remains stillbetterthanmycollegethesis.docx]
It's a place to start. Now, I got a few things to add straight off.
[Blake clears his throat and holds up a sheet of paper.]
As of today, the law of the land includes the following:
And, last but not least,
[He is interrupted by an echoing, chittering primate yawp that seems to come from the grated vent above the part of the wall covered by the flag. His confident expression becomes a ferocious scowl.]
Somebody get this goddamn monkey out of the walls!
[Shortly afterwards, this is followed by an IMPORTANT UPATE.]
He's not in a tie, though. Fuck ties.]
Ladies, gentlemen, and giant bugs, listen up, because we got us a legal system.
That lawyer with the spiky head drew us up a code. What we have there is some real rules for a society. A court system, none of this crap where everybody gets a couple days picking up trash. I'm sending it out to you now.
[Everyone receiving the broadcast will now receive a copy of what, because Blake couldn't figure out how to change the file name, remains stillbetterthanmycollegethesis.docx]
It's a place to start. Now, I got a few things to add straight off.
[Blake clears his throat and holds up a sheet of paper.]
As of today, the law of the land includes the following:
- No more rhinoceros street races at two in the god damn morning.
- Chicken a la King is now to be known as Chicken a la Cosell, on the grounds that he is the superior announcer.
- You are legally required to inform somebody that a glass is full of cow-monster milk before letting them drink it.
- Anybody who uses the word "celeb," "delish," "guesstimate," or "bromance" shall receive a swift kick in the ass.
- Same goes for anybody who who talks about their low-carb diet or their goddamn Crossfit routine.
- If your electric rat knocks out the cable, it'd better be able to fix it.
- Movies that you have to read are now officially classified as books.
- All males over the age of 12 must know how to change a tire.
- Anybody who walks around staring at their cell phone is fair game to get tripped on the legal basis that they are asking for it.
- If you are making a work of fiction, you are prohibited from putting in a dog just so you can kill it to try make everybody sad.
And, last but not least,
[He is interrupted by an echoing, chittering primate yawp that seems to come from the grated vent above the part of the wall covered by the flag. His confident expression becomes a ferocious scowl.]
Somebody get this goddamn monkey out of the walls!
[Shortly afterwards, this is followed by an IMPORTANT UPATE.]
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[ Kicking back slightly as he starts to organize his thoughts. ]
Usually starts when Mister Spears starts handing out the assignments for the day... then we go on the field, find whoever it is we're meant to pick up. Wait for them to kick it and take their soul before any demons beat us to it. Then there's taking notes for the next mission and then we go home and file the reports.
All in a day's work!