The Raptor's Freakin' Fightin' Tips!!!
If
you're in close quarters combat and your opponent has your arms and
legs wrapped up, try spitting at him. Such a move may distract your
competitor for a brief moment and allow you to gain the upper hand.
If possible, work up a really big lougie and aim it at his eyes; with
luck, the thick slobber will coat his eye sockets and obscure his vision,
giving you the opportunity to attack with a decisive deathblow! NOTE:
This move is highly recommended if you have venomous spit.
Raaaaaagghh!"
Daily Kong
by Donkey Kong
So you're
thinking that you are so clean and fresh smelling that the judges can't
help but accept your as a combatant?
Not yet!
The next
step is establishing a gimmick. Something that will set you apart from
the other fighters. If you aren't naturally odd looking or freakishly
skilled I recommend extreme body mutilation. I have always been impressed
by people who have cut off parts of their body and then sewn them to
their foreheads. If that isn't your cup of tea, perhaps you could replace
your hands with salad tongs for a "crab-man" appearance. What
ever you choose, be original!
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Spider-Man arch-nemesis
Doctor Octopus has announced he is trading in his life of crime for a
new career playing ping-pong.
"It's a simple calculation, really," said Octopus. "I've
spent most of my adult life aiming for that one big bank heist that will
make me a millionaire. Yet today's celebrity athletes make triple the
amount of money I could make in one robbery through a shoe endorsement.
Why risk my unique talents in a dangerous life of crime when I could gain
more profits in the wide world of sports?"
After his revelation, Octopus dedicated himself to the game of ping-pong.
"I'm particularly well-suited to play ping-pong, or 'table tennis'
as us pros call it," said Octopus, who has not lost a point in 68
competitions. "My extra metal arms bring a whole new dynamic to the
game. Table tennis has never been more exciting."
Spider-Man is elated to find Dr. Octopus putting his talents to good use.
"He was never a really successful villain," Spidey remarked.
"I constantly foiled his schemes. Eventually he became so obsessed
with preventing me from interfering with his plans that he lost track
of what he was really in a life of crime for, which was easy money. Now
he's putting his potential as an upstanding citizen to good use."
After only three months on the pro ping-pong circuit, Octopus has already
acquired over $500,000 in endorsement deals with various table tennis
equipment companies. Another deal with Wheaties valued at over $1 million
is reportedly in negotiations, and he has filmed numerous spots for Chevy
trucks. Octopus hopes to have a line of apparel in stores by the end of
the year.
"Some
people said, 'Doc Ock, you'll never make a living in table tennis. It's
not a major sport.' But I said, 'No, I'll put table tennis on the map.
I'll make it bigger than NASCAR.' We're almost there."
Octopus' competitors in table tennis have mixed feelings about his entry
into the sport. "He definitely has a knack for the game," said
Hu Xintou of China, 2004 table tennis Olympic gold medallist. "But
while he brings a lot of attention to the game, I don't know if he's good
for the game."
Hu cites
Octopus' practice of stretching his arms up to the net to immediately
deflect opposing serves as a potentially unfair advantage. "On a
couple of occasions-especially when he serves-one of his metal arms has
reached across the playing space and flung his opponent against the back
wall. We think that might be cheating. Some of us are considering an appeal."
Octopus
has inspired other famous villains to give up crime and pursue a career
in pro sports. Catwoman has taken up gymnastics and has started training
with Mary Lou Retton. Bullseye has signed a five-year contract with the
New York Knicks, a team looking to improve their outside shooting.
Meanwhile, Dr. Octopus is enjoying his new-found wealth. "Crime is
dangerous," Octopus commented from his new 87-room mansion in Miami.
"It's a lot of work for little reward coupled with possible jail
time. But why strive for world domination when I can dominate the world
of ping pong? I've found it's the little things in life that really matter."
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Octopus paddles his opponent
MARVIN OUSTED AS
MARTIAN LIBRARIAN
Citing
"gross incompetence," the nine-member library board of the
planet Mars voted unanimously yesterday to fire their executive director,
Marvin the Martian.
"After four years, Marvin has failed miserably as executive director,"
said board member Carrie the Martian. "He stubbornly refuses to
admit mistakes he's made in cataloguing books. He says he follows the
Dewey Decimal System, but we've got fiction books stacked with the non-fiction
books. That's the basic difference in books-one kind contains facts,
the other kind contains imaginary stories-and he can't tell them apart!
There's no rhyme or reason to what he's doing."
Board member Edward the Martian claimed Marvin mismanaged the library's
finances. "Before Marvin took over, the library's budget was in
good shape. Then all the sudden he lowers the fines for overdue books
and jacks up spending on periodical subscriptions. Now the library is
in debt. We've never run deficits this large before, not even when his
uncle Ronald the Martian ran the library twenty years ago."
Marvin's most outrageous act may have been his assault on Mars' Museum
of Art. "Marvin told all the librarians that he knew the executive
director of the Art Museum was stockpiling a bunch of ray guns that
they might use in an attack on the library," said board member
Howard the Martian. "The librarians-especially those Goofy Old
Purple librarians-believed him, so they helped Marvin invade the Museum
of Art. Once they captured the museum, though, they couldn't find any
ray guns! In the meantime, as Marvin tried to get the museum back on
its feet, the curators of the museum-who Marvin thought were on his
side-started attacking the librarians."
Board member Michael the Martian conducted an investigation into Marvin's
activities after taking over the Museum of Art. "The art museum
may be in chaos but Marvin's buddy Dick the Martian is doing just fine.
Dick is selling some of the works of art in the museum to an old company
he used to work for. Dick is making millions while the museum suffers."
Carrie the Martian says she would bring in other institutions on Mars
to help fix the problem in the Museum of Art. "I'd go to the Park
Board, the Public Transportation Board, the School Board, the entire
Martian community, and ask them to help bring stability back to the
art museum. Marvin only got the help of the Science Center and sure,
they're protecting the Post-Impressionist wing of the museum, but that's
only about 10% of the museum. We need more help."
Carrie summarized the board's grievances with Marvin. "If you're
the executive director of the library and you're this disconnected from
reality, if you've plunged us into debt, if you've invaded another institution
on false premises and mismanaged the occupation of that institution,
and if your actions have resulted in loss of prestige around the planet,
then you deserve to be fired [as executive director of the library.]"
When approached for comment, Marvin bumbled a response then whimpered,
"But it's hard work."
"Mission accomplished?"
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TOURNAMENT A BIG FARCE?
A small group
of individuals (i.e. filthy peasant rabble) has distinguished itself by
declaring the Tournament of Doom as a "sadistic farce" intended
to "pacify a bloodthirsty crowd" more than to demonstrate any
level of skill or sportsman like behavior. TDN took these accusations
seriously, and we immediately dropped our Nintendo controllers to set
out on a quest to explore this topic in a commercially viable way.
Unfortunately Lord Vader,
the greatest Tournament champion and general historian, was away for Botox
injections and was unavailable for comment. We were able to speak with
his secretary, however, who agreed that the protesters had very accurately
portrayed the tournament and promptly made a call to have a fruit basket
delivered to them in thanks for the free publicity.
Thus the quest for truth
comes to an abrupt end.
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Freakish protesters
nay-saying the Tournament
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