Morning Spam

[Undiscussed Groomed for Male Slavery, One Victim of Many]

The Cyborg Torturer Cluster breaks apart and the Cyborg Torturers
crowd around the Giant Yule Log to attend to the wistful relation.

They are happy to be participating in Boss-guided street theater and
wonder whom they might be torturing in doing so!

They dutifully imagine a quiet and serene time, during the big bang,
when life is simple, and everyone is dense matter rapidly rushing
apart ... You really knew what to do then! Simple, physical laws!

Cyborg Torturer [raising hand and calling out to Giant Yule Log]: "Did
earlier matter know they were going to form galaxies and solar
systems?"