The King Is Dead!!

With ambitions of a Murdoch-like coup, a band of rebels gathered outside the not-so-stately BUB mansion. Fed-up with the aloof monarchy and being left in the dark (ages) regarding ultimate news, inspired by our Arab brothers... we were ready for a blood bath. Upon storming the mansion, we found it surprisingly...

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empty. The disappointment that filled our souls was immense. The take-over was too easy, and completely non-hostile. It seems that the King, in his insanity, has been put out to greener pastures, seeking a quieter life.

Rumour has it that JdR is scheming away in a cave somewhere... plotting his siege on the Halibut Trophy, after coming so agonizingly close in 2010. We wish to quash all notions of a return to this terrifying regime, and declare:

THE KING IS DEAD!!

In place of the Monarchy, we will form a Democratic Republic... HA! Not so... we are ushering in another era of cruel Imperialism, more evil and terrifying than ever seen before!! (excluding the reign of JdR, which is unspeakable).

So aside from strutting our stuff and hooning around in our gold-plated hovercraft, we've made a few changes around here. We've ripped up the festy carpet, removed the peeling wall paper, and the la trine.... *shudder*

the toilet had been rendered uninhabitable, even to the most foul bacteria (giving wind to a popular ultileak). The loo has been replaced with a GLORIOUS NEW THUNDERBOX!!! Complete with blogosphere control, because we know that most of our posts will be full of crap. We have also installed a very Smart piece of technology, the Cone of Silence. This is quite ingenious, and our plans for its usage will keep you amused and hence adequately sedated.

So go forth, Ultimately, and we will go forth with our.... MIND CONTROL!!

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