I wish the Galactic Federation would stop jerking us around. They first make a big announcement about how they're going to do something to jumpstart Disclosure and then they make a statement about how the timing wasn't right, so they scrapped the mission. (I think they became so nervous and nauseous from the thought of stepping up to the plate that they couldn't handle themselves.) I think GFL stands for "Galactic Federation of Losers".

Listen up you GFL panty waste, when we humans say we're going to do something we do it. We don't act like you jerk wads and say, "Sorry, we pooped in our little space suits because we got nervous so we didn't do what we promised you. Maybe next time."

And another thing about us humans, in case you failed to notice on your wide screen scanners, we don't like ass wipes like you saying you're going to do something and then don't do it. Either you put up or shut up!

Now, listen up real close this time OP. I don't like you mouthing off at my GLP family for throwing up the BS flag on your dribble. The GLP family is probably the most awake, aware, educated, enlightened, positive, discretionary, energetic, and caring people you're going to find here on earth. Don't tell us that if we don't follow a strict diet of carrots and fresh water, exercise five hours a day, and dance around outdoors in the tall grass singing love songs while tossing flower pedals in the air, that we are a bunch of unfit retards!

I'll conclude by saying this: Make good on your promise of today or I got your ass. In other words, OP, do what you say you're going to do during this window of opportunity. If you don't, I'm going to personally jump out of a airplane with my parachute, land on top of your little scout ship in midair, tear off the top of your ship like a sardine can, and climb inside to find you. I'm then going to duct tape you into a little ball and tow you behind your own scout ship with a rope while I make Disclosure happen myself.