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| E-mail III: "YAH" from Reitshel Pencilyeller |
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| Voksnel's Reply to Reitshel Pencilyeller Ello mortal. It is I, Voksnel, the Great and All-Powerful, here taking a break from my endless duties so that I might purge your insatiable curiosity and the like. I must say, at the first I took you for one of the few mortals I have examined that displays the proper rules of capitalization. However, you proved to be simply another insignificantly pathetic human larva, incapable of correctly spelling the shortest word in the human language: "I." Ah, and here is a point which I should like to clear up once and for all. Spam, that great and mighty dish of processed love, was NOT human-made. It disgusts me to think that any man-larva might think to take credit for its creation . . . Indeed no. Cheezy_Goodness has uncovered evidence that Spam was actually first processed by aphids, those little green or red insects that ladybird beetles eat. He actually found a host of aphids in his Spam one day, and, using some sort of excelled human logic that I could not understand, he concluded that the aphids were actually part of a small militia of aphids that had breached the security of a Hormel Foods factory in an effort to reclaim their stolen trademark, "SPAM." It is a sorrowful story, because the militia was too small to fight off the SPAM Guardians of the factory. I ran to get my keychain and the aphid key, but it was too late. They had passed away before I had returned. One last thing I have to say. There is no Queen of Milka. Milka is a democratic province of the Nation of BoVille. Awaken from your fantasy. I know someone who can help you with that, if you want his card. And give up the French. Adios, and Signing off . . . -~Voksnel~- finis |
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