HUUULLLLLLLLLLOOO MMAATTESS!!!

I have returned from 3 months of intense martial arts training in Japan. I am now a trained killing machine! (You won't be playing guitar or piano Nigel any more Zack!)

My master was Micati:

He was a very wise Cat. Unfortunately I had to kill him. In his sleep...with a rusty tuna can lid. (Chuck Norris ain't got nothin' on me!) Anyways, on to the good stuff!

When I arrived home, Kid the Kitten and his Gang of Pirates were waiting for me. The poor blokes were still upset about that one time I chewed up their Yugi-Oh cards and threw Kid's brother in front of a car. I dunno why their panties are still in a knot about that though. I mean, they're just stupid pieces of paper after all...

In order: Iron Henry, Bartholomew, Kid, Sealegs Hook

Things were a tad bit unfortunate for them though. I threw them quite the savage beating. After cat-handling them I tossed all but Kid of the balcony to feed the savage bunnies below. It wasn't a pretty site... I don't think Kid will be messing with me anytime soon though:

What did you do while I was gone??

Nigel