It's almost eight in the morning. I need to write. Gyah.

[apocalypsos]

I think I'll take over the planet. I may need minions for this.

Anybody want to be a minion? The dental plan sucks and you're sort of expendable, but if you bring something special to the table, you get your own country full of cowering humans to torture and command.

Hmm. If I'm going to be a dictator, I'm going to need an infinitely uglier haircut.

Comments

[wal-lace.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, but my long-term goals involve elevating myself to the status of Living God-King of Humanity.

Tell you what. You can aim for Galactic Domination, and I'll help you get there in exchange for power over all mortal men (and women), save for a select - Let's say one million - that you get to take away for your own evil ends.