Bored out of his skull, Trejiuvanat, sat at his kitchen table staring at the two flies on an orange slice: http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0QgCvBOwTM52ACge4yJhRk9F2IQo!*SRmiwJ74irnRxjDijW2JwrlSjxQ4PB2c05M!416o6PaBsUAQoCEUmuw8Cq331ZpuXVBdgrEhFPV!A8/seesaw.gif?dc=4675417204657574116 His new Vegetable Vong ear implants began to to listen to the two flies: Bert: 'Weeee! Eiee he he, ha ha Bob, he he, I found lovely carcus today; he he, a really big one.' Bob:'He he, gosh, where's that then?' Bert:'On the humans' front lawn, dead parrot or something. After I had some lunch, I puked it all up and ate it again. Emmm! Delicioous.' Bob:'You fiend! You could have let me know!' Bert:'Yeah but I had to find somewhere to lay a couple of million eggs.' Bob:'I still think you're a fiend.' Bert:'Does it look like I care!' Bob:'We were maggots together!' Bert:'Anyway, you can always lay you eggs on this orange slice, with any luck the humans around here will eat it! Ha ha ha.' Bob:'Ha ha ha ha!' Bert:.......berp.... Bob:....fart.... It was as Trejiuvanat realized his chin was slumped on the table and he had spent three hours listening to the two flies, his Vegetable Vong super senses began to detect something strange....he twitched....then dashed over to the Kitchen window...and gasped in horror: http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0SADjAlMWqEJQMHPmTvnpX6Yqcg3qRPwHg7VUF*rixA4p7nxH5NicCR6xrYPXKyyyO0oJ6Ssko1ThUPFr!GQUw6OQFNeAASz6SXnyNWgiWb5MAAAAcXJgAg/kitten-wings.jpg?dc=4675417102412664363 It seemed someone else had some implants.... Trejiuvanat shuddered with fear....