Strike

November 5th, 2007 by Atomictumor

In collaboration with the Hollywood Writers Guild and whatnot, I’m officially going on strike, and will be picketing the internet.

After associates of Atomictumor.com Awesome Industries spent 11 hours over the weekend in contract negotiations with the Internet, we have failed to reach a sensible agreement.

Among my demands,

  • a 2% increase of a percentage of all gross revenue taken by the internet,
  • a boat,
  • 3 tickets to the aquarium,
  • 2 midgets (OK, little people),
  • A trained seal,
  • A computer connected to my mind, so that I can be the first “headblogger”,
  • A cheeseburger

The Internet, despite the relatively small requests made, have not seen fit to acquiesce, and as such, beginning at 1 AM EST today, I am picketing.

Al Gore is said to be aware of the situation, and is looking into it personally.

Thank you,

Atomictumor

9 Responses to “Strike”



  1. Joel Says:

    So this is expected to influence climate change?

  2. Jane Says:

    I could go for a cheeseburger right now.

    Maybe you should also ask for a new toilet.

    Vixen can tell you how nice it is to have one of those!!

  3. Vixen Says:

    Yes, add a toilet to that list for me and I promise not to be a scab and cross the picket lines!

  4. Southerncharm Says:

    I think your demands are reasonable and I passed Al Gore on the interstate heading your direction. Keep the light on for him.
    Also, there was a caravan of midgets, oops, “little people” going down I-40 with a big sign on the back of their bus that said, “Atomictumor or Bust”, I hope you have the toilet fixed.

  5. Cubicle 25 Says:

    So I am guessing it will be re-runs from now until a settlement can be reached? This is horrendous. I want fresh AT.

  6. Jane Says:

    OMG!! So does this mean we will NEVER see Lost?

    On top of AT reruns??

    eeh Gads! I don’t think I can go on!

  7. daco Says:

    Believe it or not, I actually have a brand new toilet (still in the box) from my last remodel project. Don’t ask how I ended up with a spare. If the internet calls and makes a reasonable offer I can deliver it to the Tumor digs.

  8. Jacket Says:

    “Don’t ask how I ended up with a spare.”

    The toilet gods decided you needed the spare for the loads you possess.

  9. shannymar Says:

    Hahahaha, the toilet gods….loads you possess….whew…