Apologies for the lack of contact. Until the distant celestial body had safely traversed between our rock and the flame-y hot one that gives us life, I felt it safer to hide from the internet. I have relocated from my safe house to this other one, which is filled with loud ape people like me. We dance and sing with our voices. People hear us and say things like "hey that sounded like vibrating strings in your fingers and throat" or something.
I've joined the twatty crowd with @bankcults in order to furthur my domination of the internet.
My genetically similar but slightly aged compatriot has taken a spaceship from his current residence over to this side of our planet in order to drink decent coffee while hiding behind protective solar lenses. We have discussed ways in which to expand our respective influences on the minions that surround us. The next step is to take a land speeder to the woods north of us to make an offering to the insect gods.
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