rachael wrote:They are my masters.

Those cats could get you in a lot of trouble.
Watch how this little scene unfolds:

Rachael's Masters Act I Scene II

Officer Nutsack: Are you aware that you're shirt is covered in blood and you're walking around carried a freshly severed head?

rachael: Yes, officer.

Officer Nutsack: Can you tell me why this is?

rachael: My cats are my masters. They told me to do it because they thought it would be funny.

Officer Nutsack: You do realize that you're going to jail, right?

rachael: Yes, but my masters will free me. They have great powers.

Officer Nutsack: Okay, lady. Come with me.


To be continued...

Angriest_Dragon wrote:Officer Nutsack: Okay, lady. Come with me.

I'm not trying to hijack this thread, but this reminded me of something...has anyone else seen this:

http://www.jokaroo.com/extremevideos/prickcop.html

Crazy shit.

Angriest_Dragon wrote:

rachael wrote:They are my masters.

Those cats could get you in a lot of trouble.
Watch how this little scene unfolds:

Rachael's Masters Act I Scene II

Officer Nutsack: Are you aware that you're shirt is covered in blood and you're walking around carried a freshly severed head?

rachael: Yes, officer.

Officer Nutsack: Can you tell me why this is?

rachael: My cats are my masters. They told me to do it because they thought it would be funny.

Officer Nutsack: You do realize that you're going to jail, right?

rachael: Yes, but my masters will free me. They have great powers.

Officer Nutsack: Okay, lady. Come with me.


To be continued...

Suki says:

Give that boy a treat.

Yes he is real......

Rachael's Masters Act II Scene III

(It's nighttime and rachael is pacing around her prison cell. She walks over to the window to stare at the moon.)

rachael: Oh my great masters Suki and Ponette, what am I to do now that you are no longer here to tell me to do your bidding? I feel so cold and alone and not covered in other people's blood.

(As she stares out she sees to flying objects in the moon light. It is Suki and Ponette. They attached themselves to the bars that cover her windows. rachael instantly goes into a trance.)

rachael: What is it my masters? You want me to lure the prison guard over here and bash his head against the bars until he dies? You want me to take the keys off of him and escape?

(The two cats nod in her direction and fly off. rachael walks over to the door of her cell and beckons the guard.)

rachael: Excuse me, could I please have something to drink?

(The guard looks over at her and gets up. He walks to her cell door.)

Guard: What was that?

rachael: I would very much like something to drink.

Guard: What would you like to drink?

rachael: Your blood!

(rachael grabs his face and starts bashing it into the bars on her cell door. After a couple of minutes, he slumps to the floor. rachael grabs his key and frees herself. She then kneels down next to the guard uses his keys to stab him in the neck. Blood squirts out everywhere. rachael drinks from his neck)

rachael: Blood! Glorious blood for my masters!

(rachael runs out of the prison where she is greeted by her masters. She cackles like a mad woman as the three dance off into the night)

End of scene.

More later...

Angriest_Dragon wrote:rachael: I would very much like something to drink.

Guard: What would you like to drink?

rachael: Your blood!

(rachael grabs his face and starts bashing it into the bars on her cell door. After a couple of minutes, he slumps to the floor. rachael grabs his key and frees herself. She then kneels down next to the guard uses his keys to stab him in the neck. Blood squirts out everywhere. rachael drinks from his neck)

rachael: Blood! Glorious blood for my masters!

Umm...this is the funniest thing I've read in a while. I don't know why.

Hey, wtf. Here's Annie The Dog (aka "Number Three"):



She's cool. I love her.

Annie!
I love her, too. And then she moved away.

chad wrote:Annie!
I love her, too. And then she moved away.

Chad,

Annie The Dog, she cannot come to Chicago because I will never fly her in airplane again!

Airplanes! Wtf!

So sad to know that you miss this dog. Maybe tonight, I will give this dog the small scratch behind the ears and say, "Hey, wtf, cane. Is really small scratch from Chad di Electrical Audio. He is to say 'ciao' to you."

Chad, si, this is the thing I offer to you.

Salut,
Brad