6 August 2012
I'm only wakened, posh pash pish!
Just got round to reading your dodgy threats
My front door's titanium, how'd you like that?
And to make your plan even more futile
I've wired a transporter in your lair D-style.
So I'll pop round for breakies, hear there's cheese on the go.
I'll eat your evil for breakfast, literally. Now on with the show!
Wakey Wakey| Cheese Battle • Opuss № I