I am a Faliure..

You probably noticed that you are not talking uncontrollably right now. There is a story for that; right before I was going to launch my missile of doom I told my henchman to hand me the container filled with blabbergas so I can load it into the missile to shoot into the atmosphere and throw the other one filled with a failed experiment into the incinerator. Well it turns out that he gave me the failed experiment and threw the blabbergas into the incinerator. Now nobody has the ingredients I need to make more. I am so labeling my containers from now on.