Gremlin Risitas #036 — License to Mock (plus) Forecast Log #007
*The name? Gremlin. Gremlin Risitas.
Shaken, stirred, and always laughing when the villain slips on his own plot.
Some folks talk like Bond villains. Problem is… they trip over their own title card.
“Premium game for premium gamers?"
That’s not marketing—it’s a rental-tux monologue.
And when the tux tears at the seams?
The Gremlin grins, tips the martini, and files the roast.
Shaken. Stirred.
Mocked until the credits roll.
Dept. of Petty Affairs Stamp
- The Clown: “HAHA! Even Q can’t patch that dialogue.”
- Jerry: “License revoked. Back to the bargain bin.”
- Mrs. Catford: sharpening claws on the 007 poster
- Mr. Catford: knocks over the martini olives
Verdict: Self-own, agent. Next time, aim before you monologue.
Tags: #GremlinRisitas #LicenseToMock #DeptOfPettyAffairs #007