Yo, the furious lady is, um, dead. I think. She looked like a popsicle someone left in the sun and disappeared. I waited and waited but she didn't come back. The sun started comin' up and the other minions were being mean to me and my Cara-bear. They wanna be their own demons now. I tried to tell them that it's, like, hard and stuff, but they're all like, "We crush. We crush you, too." so we ran a lot.
Dude, this bites in the wrong way!!! We're back with
Miss K. (We didn't do no crawlin'. She just has a nice place to stay and stuff. And she doesn't make me fight stupid people for her. She just makes me do her laundry.) She's still a bitch, so I stole her favorite dress and shrunk it in the washer. But she found out and got bitchier and broke my finger!!! It's my pinky finger! My favorite finger! I can't pretend to be Doctor Evil anymore, yo. It's all crooked and not tiny anymore. It's not even pink. It's not a pinky, it's a black-and-blue-y. *whines* Hey ese, what's your problem?!
She needs to know how hard it is to be a minion! We don't even get paid or workers comp or anything. I need to start a minion's Union. *sulks and enters Ralph's*