I moved out of the building. Somehow, I felt like I could do better. I rented out a space on the Mir station and kept my part and let the rest burn up in the atmosphere. Not like they're looking to see if anything survived, so it's an awesome evil lair for me to plot my world domination. So far, all I've got going for me is a couple of ants and a turkey club sandwich.
That's better than what I got. I had big plans, BIG PLANS! I moved out to make a name for myself, I was going to be a somebody. But before I could start my takeover, I needed a couple of thugs... Lets just say, things didn't turn out as planned... Now I'm stuck in the box under the bridge. My only minion is the turtle that I caught the other day... Well, scratch that, I ate him the other day. I got nobody...
EDIT:
Tom don't listen to the noobs that say I pwnz youz
Noone says that.