Is anyone wondering about coffee as a recurring theme in this chapter? Could Tipâs âzoomâ have anything to do with the likelihood that Lt. Eris will be lured by the Dunkin Donuts coffee? (Is the coffee the mystical âkool aidâ that induces the chlorophyll-transformation âraptureâ? … or could Tip use the stuff to dissolve his bomb collar?)
H.T.’s cheerful burble and bs is really thin stuff, barely thick enough to insulate us from his REAL murderous intentions. He’s a psychopath, enjoying himself pretending to be a fool, to fool us unworthy into underestimating him….Fortunately, in spite of all his attempts to ingratiate himself, he really IS a self-serving ignorant fool.
Definitely in need of PR H.T. Terms like “absorption” will make possible candidates cut and run (see above). It has to be something warm and welcoming. How about “togetheration”?
H. T., H. T., H. T., H. T.,
Insisting that you end your evil plan.
H. T., H. T, H. T., H. T.,
You will not take us just because you can.
Your awesomeness accents your purr,
With apple-colored tiger fur
With ivory teeth and eyes now emerald green.
Your smile chills us in our sleep,
Your voice is evil, vast and deep.
And we will not complete your plan,
H. T.
The dog is now with Unity,
Though secretly in love with me.
Though Sweetheart sometimes wonders now,
H. T.
And we can never figure out
What this world conquestâs all about,
But we see what it means to you,
H. T.
H. T., H. T., H. T., H. T.,
Insisting that you end your evil plan.
H. T., H. T, H. T., H. T.,
You will not take us just because you can.
You had a comic on the net,
But gave it up and made us sweat,
All to erase humanity,
H. T.
I had to have these words with you,
Weâre all unsafe because of you,
Before I run away from you,
H. T.
H. T., H. T., H. T., H. T.,
Insisting that you end your evil plan.
H. T., H. T, H. T., H. T.,
You will not take us just because you can.
H. T., H. T.!
Didn’t think Wilkin could move that fast. Unless a woman was involved.
Under the circumstances *all* his future women were involved. đ
In vegetable collective, plants pollinate you!
“My vegetable love will grow / Vaster than empires, and more slow.”
Is anyone wondering about coffee as a recurring theme in this chapter? Could Tipâs âzoomâ have anything to do with the likelihood that Lt. Eris will be lured by the Dunkin Donuts coffee? (Is the coffee the mystical âkool aidâ that induces the chlorophyll-transformation âraptureâ? … or could Tip use the stuff to dissolve his bomb collar?)
Perhaps our esteemed authors haven’t been getting enough sleep lately.
H.T.’s cheerful burble and bs is really thin stuff, barely thick enough to insulate us from his REAL murderous intentions. He’s a psychopath, enjoying himself pretending to be a fool, to fool us unworthy into underestimating him….Fortunately, in spite of all his attempts to ingratiate himself, he really IS a self-serving ignorant fool.
He’s a cat. Being selfish and murderous comes with the package. People would still try to tickle his tummy (briefly).
That varies considerably from cat to cat. Some love it. Others shred your hands.
If you’ve got those extra big churros, that’d be the best!
Yeah, but did Tip grab a cap on the way out?
Cup?
No, cap. He needs one to complete his ensemble.
I presume that “cap” is supposed to be short for “cappuccino”. I’ve never actually heard it used that way, but it does make sense.
Common slang down under, at least. e.g. “I’ll have a skinny cap with no sugars, thanks” (skinny – skim milk)
Definitely in need of PR H.T. Terms like “absorption” will make possible candidates cut and run (see above). It has to be something warm and welcoming. How about “togetheration”?
H. T., H. T., H. T., H. T.,
Insisting that you end your evil plan.
H. T., H. T, H. T., H. T.,
You will not take us just because you can.
Your awesomeness accents your purr,
With apple-colored tiger fur
With ivory teeth and eyes now emerald green.
Your smile chills us in our sleep,
Your voice is evil, vast and deep.
And we will not complete your plan,
H. T.
The dog is now with Unity,
Though secretly in love with me.
Though Sweetheart sometimes wonders now,
H. T.
And we can never figure out
What this world conquestâs all about,
But we see what it means to you,
H. T.
H. T., H. T., H. T., H. T.,
Insisting that you end your evil plan.
H. T., H. T, H. T., H. T.,
You will not take us just because you can.
You had a comic on the net,
But gave it up and made us sweat,
All to erase humanity,
H. T.
I had to have these words with you,
Weâre all unsafe because of you,
Before I run away from you,
H. T.
H. T., H. T., H. T., H. T.,
Insisting that you end your evil plan.
H. T., H. T, H. T., H. T.,
You will not take us just because you can.
H. T., H. T.!
—from “Jolene,” Dolly Parton.
Dr. Wilkin! The bomb collar!
H. T. doesn’t have the *boom* switch, Ira does.
Never underestimate the advantage of simple solutions to overly complex schemes.