This event also served as an example for Mrs. Kfred, our Director of Institute Safety, to remind us here at FTI to make preparations for the coming "Big One". Initially, I thought this might be raising the alarm factor a bit high, but, I have since become "persuaded and educated" on the wisdom of this mindset. I immediately sent a memo for each of the Misfits to plan accordingly and offer suggestions we may implement in preparation. The results were less than impressive:
- Gummo, the Balloon Boy, offered that we have extra tanks of helium on hand to inflate "get away" balloons should the need arise. I didn't have the heart to tell him that this type of solution is only useful in cartoons and comic strips. He is currently unaware of any imminent danger and is presently tying balloons to his bicycle to double as an alternative all-terrain vehicle should the need arise. Touch down to the ground and pedal away.
- The Green Comic immediately formulated the definition of a cow in an earthquake is more commonly known as a "Milkshake". Welcome to 8 year old comedy.
- Dickey the Peap totally ignored our request and has not been heard from at all. I assume that he is deep underground in his protected lair, a concrete-lined stump, which he has steadfastly maintained and expanded over the years. This location also serves as the area where he repeatedly counts and logs all of the money he has squirreled away. Good to know that at least one of the Misfits will survive regardless of what happens in time.
My sisters are in California. I figure when the Big One hits, and it will, they won't be laughing about my move to Oklahoma any longer. I'm ready for them to come this way when it happens. They have money and I have land. The stage is set for my final and ultimate takeover.
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