We could be pets, we could be food, but all we really are is livestock.
I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass. And I'm all out of bubblegum.
Outside the limit of our sight, feeding off us, perched on top of us, from birth to death, are our owners! Our owners! They have us. They control us! They are our masters! Wake up! They're all about you! All around you!
You... you look like your face fell in the cheese dip back in 1956.
