<camera pans down a dark, slime-soaked corridor, lit only by a dim yellow light. an armored door hisses open and the POV enters the room to be confronted by two reptillian monsters, each with seven appendages and no visible eyes and huge, drool-slicked fangs. One alien is puffing on what appears to be a neon-pink hookah.>
Alien 2: Bah wheep grannah wheep, ninnie bong...
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Alien 1: ...just don't know anymore. I mean, what does it all really mean?
Alien 2: Whoa, dude, I think you should just pass me the pipe man, 'cause that's enough for you.