IMPORTANT NOTICE!

[CAROLYN GERTRUDE ROSEBUSH]

I saw this on an old video, and it was also repeated on an ancient blog about the red jump suiiit apparatus. I want you guys to check it out because you might find it interesting, as it reveals something that not everyone may know about in this current time.

NOW!
please continue to educate yourself on the wonders of

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My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear plexiglass visors, not face-concealing ones.

My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl through.

My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten cell of my dungeon.

Shooting is not too good for my enemies.

The artifact which is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the
River of Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be in my safe-deposit box.
The same applies to the object which is my one weakness.

I will not gloat over my enemies' predicament before killing them.

When I've captured my adversary and he says, "Look, before you kill me,
will you at least tell me what this is all about?" I'll say, "No." and shoot him.
No, on second thought I'll shoot him then say "No."

After I kidnap the beautiful princess, we will be married immediately
in a quiet civil ceremony, not a lavish spectacle in three weeks' time
during which the final phase of my plan will be carried out.

I will not include a self-destruct mechanism unless absolutely
necessary. If it is necessary, it will not be a large red button labelled "Danger: Do NotPush".
The big red button marked "Do Not Push" will instead trigger a spray
of bullets on anyone stupid enough to disregard it.
Similarly, the ON/OFF switch will not clearly be labelled as such.

I will not interrogate my enemies in the inner sanctum -- a small hotel
well outside my borders will work just as well.

I will be secure in my superiority. Therefore, I will feel no need to
prove it by leaving clues in the form of riddles or leaving my weaker enemies alive to show they pose no threat.

One of my advisors will be an average five-year-old child. Any flaws in my
plan that he is able to spot will be corrected before implementation.

All slain enemies will be cremated, or at least have several rounds of
ammunition emptied into them, not left for dead at the bottom of the cliff.
The announcement of their deaths, as well as any accompanying
celebration, will be deferred until after the aforementioned disposal.

The hero is not entitled to a last kiss, a last cigarette, or any other form of last request.

I will never employ any device with a digital countdown. If I find that
such a device is absolutely unavoidable, I will set it to activate when the
counter reaches 117 and the hero is just putting his plan into operation.

I will never utter the sentence "But before I kill you, there's just one thing I want to know."

When I employ people as advisors, I will occasionally listen to their advice.

I will not have a son. Although his laughably under-planned attempt to usurp
power would easily fail, it would provide a fatal distraction at a crucial point in time.

I will not have a daughter. She would be as beautiful as she was evil,
but one look at the hero's rugged countenance and she'd betray her own father.

Despite its proven stress-relieving effect, I will not indulge in
maniacal laughter. When so occupied, it's too easy to miss unexpected developments
that a more attentive individual could adjust to accordingly.

I will hire a talented fashion designer to create original uniforms for
my Legions of Terror, as opposed to some cheap knock-offs that make them look
like Nazi stormtroopers, Roman footsoldiers, or savage Mongol hordes.

[naomi.]

caroline.. kathryn.. whoever the hell wrote this.
you were pissing my lightsies off to the nth degree. :x
i am seriously gonna start controlling when you're gonna be in there.. if it's a small group i don't want you terrorizing them. those are my friends. <3

[CAROLYN GERTRUDE ROSEBUSH]

ok?
yeeeeeeeet.
hey.
how r they
we do not have rabbbbbbbies?