Fever dreams, vol. 1I dreamt I was a turtle.My shell was the sleeping sun.I could clear any hurtle,I let the tears from my weeping run.And then there were my fiends,Lazarus and Boyd.We didn't talk to Kirk, 'Cuz Kirk was unemployed.But next I saw a leafThat was up to no good.So I hit the leaf(As any good turtle would).Alas, my sun's face was sad.It felt it was being shunned.So I clothed myself in plaid And let it have some fun.Now here comes the moon,To shine on me all day.It scares away the raccoons,So I hope it'll stay.
GMD: pay backGMD pay backMe- basil what happened you look like someone embarrassed you big time.basil-ratigan made me sing like a nightingale. Cage and all.I look at a bottle of super glue and a smile appears on my face.Me- get my bags of super glue and the others. I've got an idea for some pay back.We arrive at ratigan's hideout but no one is there.Me-ok one team in here the other in his living quarters. Does anyone remember what to do?Everyone-yes.Me-ok let's get to work.Six hours later they finish and leave. Two hours later ratigan and his men return and sees all his stuff gone.Ratigan- WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL MY STUFF!Billy-ummm boss, look up.He looks up and sees his stuff on the ceiling.Ratigan-what the!?.............He goes into his living quarters and sees his furniture on the ceiling.Ratigan-you've got to be kidding me!He sees a note and reads it.Dear RatiganI hope you like how we rearranged your furniture.Your enemy basil.Ps. This is pay back for making me sing like a nigh