Huh? Whatcu lookin’ at palooka? You’d best keep movin’ cuz you must not know who I am. Freddy, Freddy the Finch, Boss Beak’s right-hand bird. I pretty much run the streets of Urbanopolis, all the big guys look up to …

I don’t have time for this lip-flapping puffery. Tests to perform, tests to perform—subjects to atomize.  Aggggghhhhh! Fine! A few seconds is all I can spare, while I let this sulfur bi-carbonate mixture cool. An introduction…yes…I am Dr. المراهنات على …

Revolution my friends. That’s why we’re all here tonight. I remember growing up as a small pupae in the jungles of Madagascar. By the millions they came to exterminate or enslave us: the capitalist pigs of Urbanopolis. روليت للايفون Well, …

  What? Who dares?! I’m about to launch an offensive against that damn mutt that’s always urinating on our tree! What do you want? Words for posterity? Here, simple and quick, like a death strike: no squirrel will ever forget …

Urbanopolis…my buffet of corruption, my smorgasbord of sin. Delicious morsels of filth rummage in the alleys. They seek to undo me. They want to see my empire stripped to its bones. What they fail to comprehend is that I’m the …