Some fool in the CLIC office left a plate of milk and cookies outside the window before you all left for the holidays. They have been consumed, along with your office supply of mince pies.
While my underlings rummage through your desk drawers in search of more sugary sustenance, I have hacked into your measly machines and now declare myself SUPREME RULER OF CLIC until further notice.
Bow down before my furry might, or I will shed all over your furniture.
- Lord Edmund Catticus IV