It looks like there's a new crook in town... Duckburg's very own Gizmoduck! First he burns down the cookie factory and art store, and then he robs a Hamburger Hippo stand. How low will this guy sink?

Oh Gizmodear, if you ever want to join forces and take down the city... give me a call. ♥ Welcome to the evil club, honey.

I am so horny right now.


........I think I accidentally drank those unused aphrodisiacs. Curses, foiled again.

Now excuse me while I go hunt myself down a man for the night. Purrr~


Malicia ~~>

So my whole poison-the-city's-water-supply-with-aphrodisiacs plot went down the drain (literally) for two reasons:

Reason the First: Everyone in this goddamned city drinks bottled water. WHAT THE HELL! How do they afford this?! I even saw a bum drinking from a plastic bottle!

Reason the Second: Bud Flood got all up in my face and was like "Survey says... you're a plot-stealing WHORE!" Sheesh. What. an. Asshole. I can't stand that guy. I mean not only does he talk in annoying commercial diatribe all the time but he's made of bloody water. I may enjoy my daily bath, but being around someone like that just ruffles my feathers the wrong way. Fire and water don't mix, you know?

And since when was the last time The Liquidator enacted an evil scheme?! He's too busy kissing a certain Public Enemy Number One's feathered ass to do anything on his own!

Oh well, back to the drawing board. Any suggestions from my adoring fans and what evil plot I should cook up next?

Goodness, it's been awhile since I've written in this old thing... possibly because I misplaced it. I'll admit I can be a little scatterbrained at times ♥ I found it inside Pringles' lower intestine, isn't that just hilarious? The poor dear will eat just about anything! Good thing it's so durable, though albeit... sticky. That naughty puppy needs to stop eating mommy's personal items. Perhaps I should stick to Internet blogging from now on...

Today was my spa day. I had my claws buffed and polished and then received a very relaxing deep-tissue massage. Then they applied a special wax polish that gave my feathers a lovely healthy shine. I think everyone ought to take a day off and go to their nearest spa!

Oh well... back to the grind tomorrow. What do you suppose would happen if strong chemical Aphrodisiacs were to leak into the city's water supply? We're going to find out. ♥

xoxoxoxo
Mal~~>