the squirrels ...ha!... are crawling all over my skin. and they obviously ...heh heh... went to the prom with foreign toy makers ...ha!... so the people never find out about a clean-burning, perpetual energy source. ...yeah, yeah, yeah... ...uh...
You hesitate? I will not ask a second time. Launch into the Many. Cut out its heart and I will reward you with continued existence. Fail me and I will put an end to your disgusting, inefficient biology.
