Sent in a capsule from a place long from here, and he came for only one reason: to take and keep coming. Not to ask, but just to give. Not to want, but just to send. Send the power of the Skiman. Down everybody's throat in the SSF 'til they become sick of it. Well, you're gonna get sick of it. Because that freak of nature right there is just beginning to swell.
And when He gets big enough, brother, there ain't gonna be room for anybody else but Him and all the Skimunsters... floatin' through the veins... and the power of the Skimaaaaaaaan...
