“HOW ABOUT KNOT.”

“…THAT WAS NOT A PUN! PUN KNOT INTENDED!!”
“HOW ABOUT KNOT.”

“…THAT WAS NOT A PUN! PUN KNOT INTENDED!!”
“If you do not stop this and leaf me alone, I will—” Wait. Dammit!



“Because I am the Supreme Ruler of this Earth and my Evil is Law. All those who seek refuge in my world will be granted residence in exchange for their worship and undying obedience to Aku.
And for the last time, I HAVE NO SON!”
“Well, let’s see…
Enemies:
Friends:
Look at how many friends I have!”
Fact: he has no actual friends.


“I have tried calling him back but for some reason he keeps not answering his phone. I HAVE LEFT HIM 20 MESSAGES.”
“Yes, I have tried again since then. I once wrote a children’s book about a little wizard boy with GREAT FLAMING EYEBROWS who was chosen to save the world from a terrible snake-faced samurai warrior.
But sales were poor and the books never left the shelves. Worst of all, it was free.”
Commence aggressive pouting. Winning admiration’s hard.
“I have not heard from him in quite some time. Since he seems to have dropped out of communication, he has subsequently dropped out of my list of favorites.”

Was it just me or was his voice mercifully lower this time? It didn’t sound like he was reaching that near-ultrasonic pitch.