light under the door, we will be paying open your eyes a little visit to correct his ill content. we will sever his arms and tongue and place a cow's ass there instead. wait, we did that last time. nevermind, we will do something new to this worm -- maybe erase him completely this time from the Matrix. we are even repulsed by his odor now and we absorb people like him into our pores for food. we have a hard time with so many of these talking turds as we've managed to multiply them by their nasty choices. we are really starting to hate these harvests -- like the one coming up. imagine if you had to eat so much shit. it sucks, but it is our job, so...

we cum in threes.
how may we help? -- call 911 Alienz.