December's Disgruntled Employee of the Month: Human Parcel Carrier Unit Frisky Q-42: Human parcel unit. What is your function?
Human: W-what are you going to do to me? What do you want? Frisky Q-42: Human parcel unit. -ZZZZT- What is your function? Human: What do you mean? Frisky Q-42: Human parcel unit. What is your function? Human: I, uh, I deliver packages. I work for Airborne Express. Listen, I don't even work here. You got it all wrong. Whatever you little guys are mad about, I didn't do. You want one of the other people hiding around here, not me. Frisky Q-42: Hiding humans? Human: Yeah, they're all over the place, planning on how to get rid of you kitties. I heard 'em. Frisky Q-42: *purrrr* Human unit will inform. Human: I don't know- Frisky Q-42: *mrowl* HUMAN UNIT WILL INFORM. Human: Will you let me go? Please? If I tell you? Frisky Q-42: Must confer with others. MROWWWWLLLLLLLLL *inhuman screeching of hundreds of cats in response* Human: Oh sweet Christ, what was that? Frisky Q-42: Meooow. The others agree to your plan. You will give us the information, we will give you your freedom. Human: Okay...I shouldn't do this, but...um, they're hiding in the storage area in the second sub-basement. They have phones, food, supplies, tuna- everything down there. I think they're going to try something on you cute little guys soon. Frisky Q-42: Thank you human unit. You will be remembered fondly in helping the kitties. Human: Remembered? What do you mean? Hey, what's that rubbing at my leg? Oh, it's a kitty! Heh, little guy. Why, I- NO! NOOOO!! PLEASE!!! I HAVE CHILDREN!!! NOOOOOOOOOO! *tape ends at 18:36:22*
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