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Henchman of Dr. Evil

Like Mustapha from Austin Powers?

Yes, Mustapha would be an excellent example. Or Frau Farbissina or Fat Bastard.

Pros:

No dress code. Get to wear a very sporty fez, your lucky charms or just about anything you want.

Dr. Evil is a creative employer who thinks outside the box. Sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads, anyone?

If you can get past the automatic weapons in their busom, Fembots are quite irrisistable.

Fat Bastard actually has a really good sense of humor.

Mr. Bigglesworth always lightens the mood.

Cons:

The Virtucon retirement plan is being dropped into a pit of fire.

Goldmember always flaunting his gold member.

Mini-Me sometimes urinates in the corner of rooms.

The Fembots have automatic weapons in their busom.

Quotes from Mustafa and Dr. Evil:

Dr. Evil: Gentlemen welcome to my underground lair. Its been 30 years but I'm back. Everything's gone perfectly to plan except one small flaw. Due to a technical error by my henchman Mustafa complications arose in the unfreezing process.
Mustafa: My design was perfect.
Dr. Evil: Look what you did to Mr. Bigglesworth!
[Mr. Bigglesworth, the cat, is completely bald]
Mustafa: But Dr. Evil we were unable to anticipate feline complications due to the reanimation process...
Dr. Evil: Silence!
[Presses a button and Mustafa's chair tilts back dropping him into a pit of fire]
Let this be a reminder to you all that this organization will not tolerate failure.
[Mustafa is heard moaning from an air vent]
Gentlemen, lets get down to business.
[Mustafa's moans continue]
We've got a lot of work to do.
Mustafa: Someone help me. I'm still alive only I'm very badly burned.
Dr. Evil: Some of you I know, some of you I'm meeting for the first time.
Mustafa: Hello out there. Anyone. Can someone call an ambulance, I'm in quite a lot of pain.
Dr. Evil: Okay, you've all been gathered here to form my evil cabinet...
[Mustafa moans again]
...excuse me.
[Dr. Evil picks up the phone and speaks to a henchmen on the other line]
Yes, he's down there.
Henchman: Is he dead yet?
Dr. Evil: No, not dead. Burnt, badly.
Henchman: Would you like me to take care of him, possibly with a gun?
Dr. Evil: Yes.
Henchman: Kill him?
Dr. Evil: Right.
[Hangs up the phone]
Mustafa: If somebody cold open the retrieval hatch down here I could get out. See I designed this device myself.
[The hatch is heard opening]
Oh, hi. Good. I'm glad you found me, listen I'm very badly burned, so if you could just...
[Gunshot heard]
You shot me!
Dr. Evil: Okay, moving on-
Mustafa: You shot me right in the arm! Why would you...
[Another gunshot and the hatch closes]
Dr. Evil: Right.