Sheldon’s Fun-day Friday

Week one down with the new minion and I’m still rockin’ out like usshh (pronounced “yoosh”, meaning “usual” for all you unhip minions out there).

Granted, it hasn’t been an easy transition.  (Have you seen how quiet the rest of this blog was this week?)  And there have been SOME things The Newbie forgot to do, like sprinkling the calcium powder on my food and cleaning out my water bowl every day, but I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt…this time.

Take this as a warning new minion. I can pack up my tortoise bags and hit the open road anytime. Perhaps the next mistake you’ll make will be leaving my prison cell cage open. I could probably make it to the front door before anyone notices. (Hey, we can’t all live up to the speedy standards of Usain Bolt—I may be a king but I’m still a tortoise).

So, as for the retirement plan, it has been put on the back burner for now. The new minion, with some help from the other minions, has been feeding me like the king I am, and who is going to say no to that?? Not THIS guy — Or this guy for that matter. Maybe competitive eating will be my next triumph, only to emphasize my superiority over all you lesser beings even more.

Anyway, as long as the Newbie keeps the food coming, I think I can put up with teaching her a few things. Some things may take longer than others, but not everyone is a fashionista like this Turtle Tyrant King. Expect updates soon. If you don’t hear from me next week, do not hesitate to call for help.

Until next time minions, bow down to your King.