You Are Too Late, Mr. Bond…
Even now, as we chat amicably, my elite army of female ninja cyber-assassins is pouring my secret hypno-toxin formula into the world’s orange juice supply. After breakfast tomorrow, every orange juice drinker on Earth will be my helpless slave, and world domination shall be mine! Mine! MINE! Via Stephan Kareth.Filed under: Uncategorized Tagged: Dr. Evil impression, Pups