Showing posts with label Mummy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mummy. Show all posts

Wednesday, 20 July 2011

9 Ways to Make The Best Out Of a Mummified Cat Situation!

YES! You might have read this post before, but you cannot prove it, because i deleted the old one.
However, this post has like, 9000% more awesome thanks to the art send to me by Twitterman @Disc10.

These AWESOME images of dead cats were provided by, Sam Porter, a fresh from college cartoonist. If you'd like to see more of his work, visit his website where you can find all sorts of things, including his (very short) series of videos "Adventures In Games... And Stuff! at http://maddoodles.herobo.com/

So enjoy the new and improved 9 Ways to Make The Best Out Of a Mummified Cat Situation!
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Sometimes in life, a company pulls a stunt that will immediately kill your cat.
Usually this happens out of the blue and you come home unexpectedly to a crispy dried out Mittens. If you trace back your steps for a day or two, you can pretty much pinpoint who is to blame and write them a horrible horrible e-mail, but that won't bring your cat back to it's former fluffy state.


1. Use your cat to fight off Monsters.

A Mummified Cat can come in handy in the occasional (Or Annual, if you live in Quebec) Monster Invasion. Just remember the different kind of weaknesses Monsters have:

Vampires: Take a point end of your Mummy Cat and use it as a stake to stab it right through a Vampires heart. It might be hard to aim at first, but practice makes Purrrfect.
Another great use for a Mummy Cat against Vampires is to marinate it for a few days in a Garlic Oil and drape Mummy Cat around your neck for extra protection.

Zombies: Keep your Mummy Cat in the Freezer for a few days and  attach it to the end off a stick for a Cat Shaped Bludgeoning Weapon. Even the dimmest Zombie will think twice before taking a lunge at your brain.




Werewolves: Dip your Mummy Cat in liquid silver, let it dry and throw it at a werewolf.
Only 1 shot, but super effective.
If you do not have any Silver, you are pretty much done for, because Werewolves are immune to regular Mummy Kittens.

Ninjas: Throw Mummy Cat on the floor and run for your life, or you will be dead.


2. Use your cat to make Kids eat their Vegetables.

This day and age, kids seem to have no respect for their parents or authority anymore.
If you have a Mummified Cat, you can become a blessing for struggling parents by renting it out to couples (or single parents) with annoying kids.
Any kids will eat their Broccoli if the consequence of being bratty is that their goldfish is being switched with Mr Crispy the Mummy Cat.
You will soon be a Saint amongst parents and you can make decent beer money off of this.



3. Cat Jerky.

According to some prophets, the end of the world is nigh and you never know when your current luxurious life will be changed into the harsh life of a nomad at the drop off a hat. Having a Mummy Cat might give you the edge over your neighbour in survival, meaning you get to loot his shit when he dies before you do. A Mummy Cat will help you survive the worst of hungers by acting as a nice piece of Jerky that will get you through the winter.
Don't hold back and put that kitten in your favorite blend of spices today!




4. Water Retainer

A true Apocalypse Survivor knows that water is the main aspect of Wasteland survival.
If you are in possession of two Mummy Cats, the Apocalypse might just be your lucky day! You can carry One cat for Jerky and the other one as a water retainer.
At some point in your travels you will encounter a fresh source of water and this is where you can turn your Mummy Cat into a catshaped waterbag.
The dryer the Cat, the more water it will retain!
You will laugh at all the other suckers as you take a Catsip and take their belonging after they succumb to thirst!




5. Grow an Army of Mummy Cats.

Ever had a day where you just felt like you wanted to take over the world, but didn't have the resources? If you are the proud owner of a Mummy Cat, you can just plant it and grow a second one in a matter of years! Make sure the sand is dry and loose like the Deserts in Egypt. Don't feel discouraged by the long waiting time, your army will grow exponentially!




6. Juggle Act!

Unfortunately, you cannot juggle with just one Mummy Cat (if you don't want to be lame) so you have to get suckered at least three times before this becomes a viable option. If you already own a Mummy Cat, now is the best time to practice your juggling skills and wait for another douchebag to kill your new cat!



7. The Perfect Crime

They say that when you hit someone with a bag of oranges, your victim will not bruise.
However, people will still investigate your crime if your victim is believable enough and you don't have an Alibi.
Your Mummy Cat will keep you safe from any investigation!
You can pretty much hit the Chief of Police over the head with a Mummy Cat and no-one will believe him!
"Seriously, who gets hit over the head with a Mummy Cat, get outta here!"
Perfect Crime!



8. Three Words...
  • Candy
  • Stick
  • PiƱata!!!


9. Blog about it

Nevermind, i don't want to give up this gig.


-Dave Stevens

Friday, 24 June 2011

West Jet 2: West Jet Replies

After i send my complaint to West Jet last month (CLICK HERE), they actually send me a reply.
Of course, such effort deserves another e-mail.

From: West Jet

Dear Dave,
Thanks for taking the time to contact WestJet and I apologize that we’ve been unable to reply to you sooner.I’m sorry to hear that you had such a disappointing experience with us and I was looking to find more details about your flight but wasn’t able to find your booking.  If you can let me know your booking number, or your flight number, or about the time of day that you flew, that would be a huge help.   You can reply to me at AwesomeKatietheBest@westjet.com, and I promise that there will be no Bertha the Discouraging Bear Lady. All the best,

Katie
Guest Relations Specialist
WestJet
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To: West Jet

Katie The Encouraging West Jet Minx
Dear Katie the Encouraging Guest Relations Specialist Lady,

Thank you so much for replying to my e-mail.
Don't worry about the time it took to reply, i am sure Bertha put up quite the fight before you were able to access a computer. Your Kung-Fu must be strong! I hope you didn't sustain any serious injuries in your quest for satisfying customer service and in the case that you are the owner of a cat, that the poor feline didn't die.
The reason why you couldn't find any information on my flight is possibly because i have multiple passports.
This is quite convenient if you work for MI:6. You never know if people get upset when you are trying to save the world, so it's safer for us secret agents to assume multiple personalities and identities.
Now, the profile we have on you Katie the Encouraging Guest Relations Specialist Lady raises a few red flags, so I'm not sure if i am comfortable enough giving you specific info.
Are you sure you are just a Westjet employee, or do you expect me to believe it is your twin sister who is currently on an assignment to topple the Lybian government?
I guess Westjet would be a convenient cover for a Government Spy since nobody second guesses a lot of traveling.
Dr. Ninja will cure you or Kill you

Either way, even if i was authorized to give out such sensitive information to a flagged person as yourself, the details of the whole endeavour are relatively vague.
This is most likely the result of the intensive therapy i have been going through the past few weeks.
Although i tried convential psychotherapy plus medication it quickly became appareant that it just wouldn't cut it.
So the next logical step would be to get myself a lobotomy. I don't know if you ever had a lobotomy before, but they are pretty expensive. Since i am 68% Scottish i didn't want to spend this money, so instead i went to a convention for "Neurologists who are also Ninjas".
I pretended to be a guest speaker so i could take the stage and when the applause died down, i told them that none of them would be skilled enough to hit my memory lobe from the distance they were sitting and that they should be ashamed to call themselves Neurologists who are also Ninjas. It took approximately 0.0074 seconds before the first Shuriken hit me in the brain wiping out most of my short term memory.
A weird side effect is that i have a constant craving for Cactus. The brain sure is weird.
Another pleasant side effect was that i completely forgot that i was addicted to Angry Birds so i got to enjoy the game all over again.
All this aside, it is most likely that i was not flying under this identity but one of my secret ones.
You might want to check your records for the following:

* Batman
* Bruce Wayne
* Superman
* Clark Kent
* Wolverine
* Captain Awesome McGreat


One of my secret identities
I am sure one of those names should be on your flight lists on May 26th 2011 from Toronto to Ottawa.
Please be aware that i didn't manually book this flight myself but that it was all done by a Sentient Artificial Intelligence Program designed by the CIA. Any correspondence information you might find will probably be of my office and they will deny my very existence or send you on a wild goose chase that might involve jumping from one moving vehicle onto another moving vehicle and numerous explosions. Therefore, it might be easier to contact me directly to resolve this issue.
Also, i would like to inform you off the following.
After i received your e-mail i was so happy and excited that i printed it out and wrapped poor Mummy Mittens in the paper. It didn't take long before she regrew her fur and within a few hours she was already running around the house again. Although this was great at first, in her revived state she also knocked over a precious Ming Vase that i personally stole from a high security exposition in Shanghai.
If you wouldn't have send me such a positive response, that would never have happened.

As you can imagine, i am not amused.

- Dave Stevens