Time to take over the world

My father caught me in this photo so I have to admit that I am plotting to take over the world.

I find that I come up with my best plans at around 2 in the morning. Some of these have been devised from pure genius. I yell them out for all to hear but no one responds. People just come to me, grunt, pick me up, feed me and then put me back to bed. They are fools for not listening.

One of my best plots is to fill the world with yellow mustard, I produce enough of it to cover at least three continents. If my demands are not met I will unleash the yellow death onto all.

Mum and Dad are treating me okay at the moment so I will spare their lives. The rest of you will certainly perish in a sea of mustard soup.

Bye

A.B.T