Headline: Neither Rain nor Sleet nor Radioactive Fallout...

The Crimson Nematode lifted his goggles from his compound eyes and rubbed the bridge of his compound nose.

"Enough is enough" he thought in his head.

"Enough is enough," he said out loud with his compound mouth.

"Sir?  Did you say something?" Asked Smitty, the Crimson Nematode's foot masseuse.

The Crimson Nematode turned and pulled a laser pistol from beneath his armor and shot Smitty dead between the eyes, Smitty's dead eyes and dead brain splattering on the wall behind his dead head.

"When the Crimson Nematode speaks, you peons will LISTEN!" The Crimson Nematode yelled at his peons, who were certainly listening now.

(Smitty's Company Photo.)

"I said enough is enough!" The Crimson Nematode said.  "The time has come for us to get the hell out of Dimension Z and back to running an evil empire the way Satan intended!"

"But sir," A random scientist said, "We tried to return two years ago, and Captain Ozone murdered that whole classroom of children in retaliation!"

The Crimson Nematode wrenched a control panel off the wall and smashed it over the scientist's head, bludgeoning him until his company photo looked pretty much the same as Smitty's.

"Insolence!  I will have none of this insubordinate talk!  You!" Here he pointed his battle-gauntlet at another random scientist, "Fire up the dimensional gateway!  I have business to tend to on Earth Prime!"

The random scientist gulped and started to say something but then stopped saying what he started to say.

"Well?! What were you about to say?" The Crimson Nematode yelled, looming and yelling over the scientist on the floor getting yelled at by The Crimson Nematode.

"S-s-sir, all I was going to say was... um... you just smashed the control panel for the Dimensional Gateway killing the other random scientist four paragraphs ago."

"Fuck."  Thought The Crimson Nematode.

"Fuck." Said The Crimson Nematode.

Somehow, he blamed Captain Ozone for this.