Cyberman #1: “We have apprehended a small group of furry hackers. Awaiting further instructions.”
Chaplin: “They’re ‘ever so nice’, eh, Lulu?”
Lulu: “Well in my defense, they did tell me I was pretty.”
Spicoli: “Psst. You metal dudes didn’t happen to bring any Doritos, did you?”
Cyberman #2: “No. Go away.”
Cyberman Leader (on phone): “What do you mean, furry hackers? Are they cosplayers?”
Cyberman #1: “Negative. They are actual furries.”
Spicoli: “I’ll take potato chips if you have those. Or corn chips.”
Cyberman #2: “We only have computer chips.”
Mr. Nibbles: “Excuse me, I couldn’t help but notice that your headgear is different from the others. Why is that?”
Cyberman #3: “I am a big fan of the Squeekles. I have tried to get the other cyber authorities to join my tribute band but they will not do so.”
Charlee: “Mouse! What are you doing here?”
Mouse: “I never turned off Chaplin’s microchip tracker but I suddenly stopped getting readings from it, so I thought I would come to its last known location.”
Cyberman Leader: “Actual furries are cosplayers. Therefore your prisoners must be cosplayers.”
Cyberman #1: “Negative. These furries are animals.”
Spicoli: “What flavor computer chips?”
Cyberman #2: “Silicon.”
Mr. Nibbles: “That’s a shame. My friends here are also big fans of the Squeekles. I bet they would join your band if they weren’t in this cage.”
Cyberman #3: “Do you really think so?”
Lulu: “Can you get us out of this crate?”
Mouse: “It’s not a crate, it’s a Faraday cage. And of course I can get you out of it. The electronic lock only has 100,000 combinations. Piece of cake. Except I can’t reach it.”
Cyberman Leader: “Furries are by definition animals. Therefore they are furries.”
Cyberman #1: “I am glad we cleared that up.”
Spicoli: “Can you describe the flavor? I haven’t had silicon chips before.”
Cyberman #2: “They probably taste like the wafers in which they are embedded.”
Spicoli: “Dude! You get wafers with them? Sold!”
Cyberman #3: “Being in a Squeekles cover band would be a dream come true.”
Mr. Nibbles: “Definitely.”
Mouse: “If only there were someone who could give me a boost …”
Producer Smurf: “Hey, who smurfed off the wifi? I was in the middle of smurfing ‘The Blue Lagoon’ when it froze on me.”
Cyberman Leader: “Have the furries remove their costumes. They may be carrying contraband.”
Cyberman #1: “They are not wearing costumes. They are actually furry.”
Cyberman #2: “If I give you my silicon chips will you go away and stop bothering me?”
Spicoli: “Of course.”
Producer Smurf: “Careful where you smurf your feet! Your little mouse claws tickle!”
Cyberman #3: “Come on, fellow Squeekles fans. To freedom!”
Cyberman Leader: “Have them remove their fur, then.”
Cyberman #1: “Oh very well.”
Spicoli: “Not bad. They could use some nacho flavoring though.”
Cyberman #2: “MALFUNCTION MALFUNCTION MALFUNCTION”
Cyberman #3: “The first thing we must do is get you all wigs.”
Mouse: “Why on earth were you watching ‘The Blue Lagoon’, anyway?”
Producer Smurf: “I thought there were going to be smurfs in it.”
Cyberman #1: “Where did they go?”
Spoicoli: “Dude. There’s no smoking in this house. Trust me, I’ve asked.”
11 thoughts on “Heavy. Metal.”
But…the whole cage is gone….
you asked if you can smoke? grrrreat!
A smurffed up wifi is never good!
LEAVE! RUN! HIDE!!!!!
I do think that smokescreen is the beginning of a lot of smoky trouble…Hey, where did you all go??
You dudes get into all these exciting adventures!
Mewos and Purrs from The Cat Gang.
Glad they were able to get away. 🙂
Oh! Oh! Something is afoot! Have they gone to a different dimension? Are they now in a tribute band? Is this FAKE News> Inquiring minds want to know! AWESOME!
Lol. Did you have too much MSG on your wavers? Genious!
Oh Spicoli…you slay me. Hungry much?