“Dear Evil Metal Death Snake,” I yell, “who are you? Why must you kill people? You are coiling up to attack, knocking folks off their bicycles, and your jaws are tremendous. Humankind will try to bomb your scaly skin, but it is probably made from some type of advanced armor; therefore we most likely won’t have much luck. You might even eat our bombs right up. But let me ask you: Why did you invade our lecture circuit? You have overstayed your welcome: Two whole essays about this subject is more than the average person is able to tolerate. The audience is growing angry, so watch out.”
Now the metal death snake slithers out of the forest and goes all around the town, chasing people and scaring them. Do NOT sleep with the metal death snake or give it a kiss — this will enrage the creature, and you will be advised to remain alert.
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