Yes, it's me, the Lobe! I'm here to cover for Da Pro, who appears to have been killed not long ago. I figured I could just stop by and tell you a bit about myself. After all, I am a...

EXECRABLE ANTAGONIST WE VENERATE

-this blog was brought to you by the letter F.

Ahem.

Now, where to start, where to start? I am The Lobe, and I'm Freakazoid's arch nemesis. I am very, very intelligent - a super genius, even! Yes, I do have a tough time dealing with Freakazoid. But who doesn't? That man is insane! But that's what you get when you are sucked into a computer and assimilate everything there is in the Internets. And we all know the kind of filth there is in the Internet nowadays. Yes, you guessed it - the Irate Gamer's reviews.

Bwahahaha!

It was meant to be a joke, you bores. There are many things in the Internet that are worse than the Irate Gamer. And this took place in the mid-nineties! The Irate Gamer wasn't around by then!

Oh dear, I just explained the joke. Moving on.

Like I said, I am very very smart! But I also noticed I have very low self esteem. No wonder! You would have low self esteem as well if you had the body of a human and the head of a brain! Once Freakazoid managed to foil my scheme merely by insulting it, even though he was actually impressed by it. That will never happen again, I assure you.

But not everything is bad in my life. I have rather nice goons, and the  restaurant staff really loves me - and I them. They love me so much they even sing! Just see it for yourself - and also know that this is in no way a Hello, Dolly parody!

Yes, Freakazoid may mess with my nervous system sometimes (get it? Nervous system? Because my head looks like a brain, and the brain is part of the nervous system, and also because my name is the Lobe, which is part of the brain - and therefore, a part of the nervous system!), but being a villain like myself isn't so bad! Also, my voice sounds like David Warner's, almost as if he - and this is preposterously funny - I was an animated cartoon and he voiced me! Isn't that something?

Well, toodles for now. I have to go - I'm going to the diner, and I have a hearty appetite!

...what? No, this is certainly not Steff tied up behind me, and this in my hand is crearly not a remote control for the rocket she's tied to! Ehm, I have to go. In the meanwhile, check out the other bad guys.