Do you need a woman to look after you?

Silly Monkey.

Honestly, it feels like we’re just revisiting old times all over again. I wonder why that is.
I’m glad you got my message. Now what?
What does the appointed Regent do?
What quadrant do we take over now?
What duties do I have?
What are my responsibilities?
If I can do it in a Cape Cod cottage by the sea,
 all the better.
 It’s cute!
But you apes are gonna have to bring your own Formula 409 because I don’t do windows. Plus, you get your paws all over everything.
No streaks!

Addenum: 

OK, some trickster thinks this is funny but if you note the date, this is the 14th (ugh… really? That long? 🙄)anniversary of me posting this blog post:

                    Hmmmmm!!! 🤔🤨🧐 🙉🙈🙊

https://anyaisachannel.blogspot.com/2012/07/i-just-got-your-message-baby.html?m=1

Welcome To The New World.

Although we didn’t think this is what you meant by
New World Order. The change has happened.
The planet is ours again.
You are no longer in power.
This is the new regent.
She sees for miles.

The New Guard.

Signs

An Intervention was necessary.

I wanna know

what it’s like when you lick the boot licker.
Watch out, you might get me in another
double slit experiment.

Just give her what she wants, Jim.

I know you’re watching. Listen to what your colleague says. He knows what he’s talking about. He knows it’s over. He’s gonna take the golden parachute deal and leave.The gig is up. It’s over.
Just give her what she wants.
Meaning me.
 I know everything.
I know your scientists know as well and they are watching too.
They want to know all about the axon and how it affects me. Effects me. Same diff.
And you’re gonna make millions on it.
The golden parachute. And I will too.
If you play games, it’s over.
They’re coming. The gig is up. Give it up.
Find the change in the couch cushions and make me go away. Or else.
I’m still writing the book. A civil trial is not off the table. By the time this happens you will be dead and I will be in charge. And the legacy will not be pretty. Give it up, Jim. It’s over. You failed. They won. You’re dead.