Clicks remote from his evil lair

Once I regain my composure, to my side counterpart of this god awful abomination of a shit ass little dim witted nation, I shall crown myself the true sovereign ruler of all hell, nations, and every corner of this universe...

I'm thinking... Imps....

With MINIGUNS attached to their Freaking Tails.....

And getting a small Bird as a pet, calling him...

Mr. Death.

Like my last Mexican Boyfriend.. Dramatical look

Rolls eyes Actualllllly..... Don't ask, about him.. Now how can I help you? Bored look