Utter Incompetence
Seriously. No, I mean, SERIOUSLY. Don't ever rely on B-grade superheroes. And I should know, because I am one.
I've been held captive by a group of ridiculously mean cheerleaders for the past...what, six months? And do you think any of my so-called "cohorts" could rescue me? No!
Look, I wasn't just sitting there waiting, either. I snuck into the squad co-captain's room and used her computer and her cell phone dozens of times. I managed to send SMS, MMS, e-mail, Instant Messages, RSS feeds, Google Earth maps with directions- but not one of these dummies got my message.
Finally, the co-captain's dorky brother stopped by. When I explained that I'd missed the entire season of Doctor Who because of his sister, he was more than happy to help me escape.
It looks like these idiots can't even blog without me. Whatever.
I've been held captive by a group of ridiculously mean cheerleaders for the past...what, six months? And do you think any of my so-called "cohorts" could rescue me? No!
Look, I wasn't just sitting there waiting, either. I snuck into the squad co-captain's room and used her computer and her cell phone dozens of times. I managed to send SMS, MMS, e-mail, Instant Messages, RSS feeds, Google Earth maps with directions- but not one of these dummies got my message.
Finally, the co-captain's dorky brother stopped by. When I explained that I'd missed the entire season of Doctor Who because of his sister, he was more than happy to help me escape.
It looks like these idiots can't even blog without me. Whatever.