We came in your earth year 1998. You showed us great hospitality, and took us into your homes, and we were grateful for this act of kindness though we were nieve, and did not know what you were going to eventually do.
After our initial landing, though we had a warm welcome, you later said we just sit around talk non-stop, and started sending us away. You'd lock us in your attic, basement or garage, never giving us food, and leaving us to scrounge for ourselves. This downgrade was followed by outright abuse. You threw us away in garbage bags, and sent us to work at land fills. you sold us at slave houses that sold us second hand, and were denied return to our home world.
Now here we are years later, we were able to send out a message for assistance, we are calling in new bodies to get us off this rock, but to get everyone back, we must fight you for our captured. you have denied the freedom of our kind, so we must now use lethal force.
THis is our declaration of all out war.
No one will be spared.
We are the FFM
(Free Furby Militia)
Hmmm.... I think we should organize the dust bunnies to fight back. Since we cannot seem to keep them permanently evicted, we should put them to work for us!
ReplyDeleteNow that....is just interesting.
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