Beyond the Black Hole

Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses so I will have something at which to aim my ray gun

Have you ever met one of those individuals that seems to be weird and bit slow like they have a few screws loose and rolling around inside their cranium? Don't you imagine they think of themselves as perfect and that you are likely a bit weird? I bet they wonder why you stare at them and talk about them like they weren't there. earthlings! I am so very glad that I am not among such pitiful species. There is not a single brain among them all. Zapping targets is about the only good use for them, it seems. Almost to a person, they are too stupid to even be worth taking to Io to use as mining slaves. Now where did I leave that crate of K-cell batteries. I need to make sure this ray gun is fully charged.