} Let's reason this out, supplicant. In fact, I will cater to your
} PowerPoint poisoned mind by showing you a bulleted list.
}
} - I have vast powers that you are just beginning to understand.
}
} - I need a supplicant base on which to feed, er, I mean from whom I can
} demand offerings. Without supplicants, I might just as well
} hibernate.
}
} - I possess highly advanced technology (e.g., the Zot Staff).
}
} - I often succumb to cliches.
}
} - I have a beautiful consort. No, wait, nobody on Stargate Atlantis
} has any kind of consort, beautiful or otherwise. Strike this point.
}
} - In spite of all my advanced technology, the supplicants that annoy me
} the most keep coming back and annoying me more, no matter how much I
} shoot at them. Don't you dare suggest more time on the shooting
} practice range.
}
} - I am cocky.
}
} I should think it was obvious, supplicant. Clearly I am the City of
} Atlantis.
}
} You owe the Oracle a treatise entitled, "Long-Term Effects of Megadoses
} of Prozac on Wraith Biochemistry", and a reason why the colonists did
} not make poison darts out of the Hoffan miracle drug.
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