"The Skilliteers gather around you. In a low, sinister tone they chant boisunbirri yahm over and over again as they beat you to death in their finest green goggles. Your corpse is discarded like trash. You will never be given the honor of being like a warm tortilla... Waffledancing is remembered as a dark time for humanity." They never put two and two together until it was too late. Ahn Gymima was a sham all along.